Quotes About Acceptance

There was a fine-tuning of Richard's and my temperaments during the years we lived with his heart disease, lymphoma, and lung cancer. Before, our differences had triggered sporadic tension; now our basic natures served us better. Our sensibilities and quirks evolved into something more shared and complex, more mingled.

took me a long time to learn that mistakes aren't good or bad, they're just mistakes, and you clean them up and go on.

half the job of finding peace is finding understanding.

For a great many people, the evening is the most enjoyable part of the day. Perhaps, then, there is something to his advice that I should cease looking back so much, that I should adopt a more positive outlook and try to make the best of what remains of my day. After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?

There is certainly a satisfaction and dignity to be gained in coming to terms with the mistakes one has made in the course of one's life

It's all right. I'm not upset. After all, they were just things . When you've lost your mother and your father, you can't care so much about things , can you?

It's nonsense to believe people go on loving each other regardless of what happens.

All I know is that I've wasted all these years looking for something, a sort of trophy I'd get only if I really, really did enough to deserve it. But I don't want it anymore, I want something else now, something warm and sheltering, something I can turn to, regardless of what I do, regardless of who I become. Something that will just be there, always, like tomorrow's sky.

After all, there's no turning back the clock now. One can't be forever dwelling on what might have been. One should realize one has as good as most, perhaps better, and be grateful.

For some reason, we called it umbrella sex; if you fancied someone your own sex, you were an umbrella.

it would have been so stupid, Niki went on, If you would just accepted everything the way it was and just stayed where you were. At least you made an effort.

One should not, in any case, attempt to make a virtue out of one's limitations.

Don't keep looking back all the time, you're bound to get depressed. And all right, you can't do your job as well as you used to. But it's the same for all of us, see? We've all got to put our feet up at some point... you've got to keep looking forward.

Perhaps, then, there is something to his advice that I should cease looking back so much, that I should adopt a more positive outlook and try to make the best of what remains of my day. After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?

Then Tommy said: "So there's definitely nothing. No deferral, nothing like that." "Tommy," I murmured, and glared at him. But Miss Emily said gently: "No, Tommy. There's nothing like that. Your life must now run the course that's been set for it.

You have to accept that sometimes that's how things happen in this world. People's opinions, their feelings, they go one way, then the other. It just so happens you grow up at a certain point in the process.

I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how I think it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

It must be great. Not to miss things. Not to long to get back to something. Not to be looking back all the time. Everything must be so much more…

What is the point of worrying oneself too much about what one could or could not have done to control the course one's life took?

I keep thinking about this river . . . two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current is too strong. They've got to let go . . . It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But, in the end, we can't stay together forever.

that there are people out there, like Madame, who don't hate you or wish you any harm, but who nevertheless shudder at the very thought of you—of how you were brought into this world and why—and who dread the idea of your hand brushing against theirs.

we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

One should realize one has as good as most, perhaps better, and be grateful.

I was upset. But I'm not any more. You have to look forward in life.