Quotes About Acceptance

He didn't make plans himself any more. There was now and it was followed by another now. If you were lucky.

Her grandfather was dying of old age, Bertie thought. Worn out. Not cancer or a heart attack or an accident or a catastrophe. Old age seemed like a hard way to go.

Pamela wanted to die with her own hips and her own teeth; beyond that she didn't have much of a goal.

It means acceptance. Whatever happens to you, embrace it, the good and the bad equally. Death is just one more thing to be embraced, I suppose.

but nonetheless once you hit fifty there was no escaping the fact that you had a one-way ticket on a nonstop service to the terminus.

There was something to be said for dying before you ended up in incontinence pads, watching an endless loop of reruns of Friends.

Well, you know, Ruby, people are given the mother they need for a particular incarnation. But then she shrugs helplessly because neither of us can think why we needed Bunty.

I always thought the girl in that picture had the look of a frog about her," Nancy said, thinking, I look enigmatic because I'm dying. "Isn't

Love of fate?' 'It means acceptance. Whatever happens to you, embrace it, the good and the bad equally. Death is just one more thing to be embraced, I suppose.

Don't let your imagination run away with you..." But why would you not when the reality was so awful?

Pam wasn't what Gloria would have called a friend, just someone she had known for so long that she had given up trying to get rid of her.

Doll-less, invisible friend-less, finally more comfortable in fear than in gladness, Astrid began to live in her head. Or rather inside a small tunnel - a hole - in her head, through which she watched everything gaily depart. She nodded this head and pretended to listen. 'Bye-bye,' she would hear from within.

The father washes his hands of his son, so the boy is forced to set out alone to try and find fear, hoping that by doing so he'll fit in, that finally he'll belong. That maybe once he can shudder, he'll be able to go home. That's a line that always got me, that part about the shudder and going home.

Not comforting to see pain and death but just to see what she could not let herself imagine and therefore ruled her.

There are more and more visibly weird and freaky people in the world these days, and it's high time we stop carrying forward the junior high school dynamic of excluding them all from our lives or worse . . . nailing them to some cross.

As an exercise, can you recall the last time you saw someone whose gender was ambiguous? Was this person attractive to you? And if you knew they called themselves neither a man nor a woman, what would it make you if you're attracted to that person? And if you were to kiss? Make love? What would you be?

Are you breaking some either/or cultural law, just by being who you are? If so, you're not alone.

Drag queen is a gender like no other, and with practice I'd learned to rise to it.

I remember one Fourth of July evening in Philadelphia, about a year after my surgery. I was walking home arm in arm with Lisa, my lover at the time, after the fireworks display. We were leaning in to one another, walking like lovers walk. Coming towards us was a family of five: mom, dad, and three teenage boys. Look it's a coupla faggots, said one of the boys. Nah, it's two girls, said another. That's enough outa you, bellowed the father, one of 'em's got to be a man. This is America!

When God says no to your harmless desires, it's time to get another God.

One answer to the question Who is a transsexual? might well be Anyone who admits it. A more political answer might, Anyone whose performance of gender calls into question the construct of gender itself.

Personally, I think no question containing either/or deserves a serious answer, and that includes the question of gender.

Our spirits are full of possibilities, yet we tie ourselves down to socially-prescribed names and categories so we're acceptable to more people. We take on identities that no one has to think about, and that's probably how we become and why we remain men and women.

And then I found out that gender can have fluidity , which is quite different from ambiguity. If ambiguity is a refusal to fall within a prescribed gender code, then fluidity is the refusal to remain one gender or another. Gender fluidity is the ability to freely and knowingly become one or many of a limitless number of genders, for any length of time, at any rate of change. Gender fluidity recognizes no borders or rules of gender.