Quotes About Acceptance

if there´s a beast,maybe he´s just a regular guy with a sin conditon or something. Maybe he just needs some understanding. Maybe we judge people to much by their looks because it´s easier than seeing what´s really important.

It's strange though. People make such a big deal about looks, but after a while, when you know someone, you don't even notice anymore, do you? It's just the way they look.

I am living my death, little by little, each day.

my quote is that a guy name beastly theres a guy that has a wierd face and he loves her. so much and the women didn,t like him at all. then they get in love alot in the end.and then he gets his face normal.

Love is Never Ugly

Sometimes it also helps to have a bit less pride.

I remember how Talia got me to talk about the gardening thing. I've never told anyone else about that, but with this girl, I sort of feel like I can be myself without worrying about looking uncool. After all, she doesn't even know what "cool" is.

But it's not enough. I don't look human. If I went outside, people would scream at the sight of me. Looks matter to most people. That's reality in the world." "Not my world." I petted Pilot. "I like your world, Will, but it doesn't have a very big population. I'm going to let her go.

wow hav u read beastly its really awesome i mean u wont want 2 put it down ever

It's intriguing. I've always felt like a freak myself. But what would it be like, to wear my freakishness on the outside, to have it be obvious to the world?

Good to know: Doctors can't cure you of being a beast.

if there´s a beast, maybe he´s just a regular guy with a skin conditon or something. Maybe he just needs some understanding. Maybe we judge people to much by their looks because it´s easier than seeing what´s really important.

When I'm with you, I don't feel ugly at all.

It may not seem that way, but sometimes, things work out for the best

beautiful; I was smart, but that was never enough, never what I wanted. I was nice, and no one cared. I was a lot of things, but beautiful? Not me.

Kendra Speaks: The Story of a Mermaid Who Should Have Left Well Enough Alone I did not know what an angel was, but if it comforted him to believe me one, I saw no harm.

But even if I could change my hair, my nose, my chin, I couldn't perform plastic surgery on my soul.

The answer to most prayers is no.

I need to confront my loss, not run away from it. I wanted to wade in with my eyes open and all my senses alert. I wanted to register everything, from the giant waves of sorrow to the inkiest ripples of remorse. I didn't want to miss any of it.

Either you deal with what is the reality, or you can be sure that the reality is going to deal with you.

nightly boiling and then cooling a broth of freshly pounded fudano leaves in which she soaked her feat -and the pale palms of her hands- to an inky blackness. When Kunta asked his mother she told him to run along. So he asked his father, who told him, "The more blackness a woman has the more beautiful she is.

And yet had not a pagan the right to be a pagan?

We are not here to judge others. We are here to follow our hearts and play our roles, not condemn the actions of others (or ourselves).

The older I get, the more I see there are these crevices in life where things fall in and you just can't reach them to pull them back out. So you can sit next to them and weep or you can get up and move forward. You have to stop worrying about who's not here and start worrying about who is.