Quotes About Acceptance

happiness and inner peace. To have this person, thing or outcome in my life—how wonderful! But it is not necessary for my fundamental wellbeing.

Suppression is never a permanent fix.

We're all works in progress. It takes courage to be open about our flaws, but that's what makes us authentic.

As outside, so within. Thoughts arose, quite naturally, and I treated them the same as sounds or smells. As always, they would arise, abide, and pass. If I didn't engage with them, there was nowhere for them to remain—they had no power to do so on their own.

Think Stephen King is one of us?

Wonder if Stephen King's like us or them..?

Don't hold on to anything too tightly sooner or later, you'll have to let go.

You're gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of confidence. Either that or a scented candle

She was reaching the limits of how much its possible to change a man

Don't keep fighting battles that are already lost.

perhaps grief is as much regret for what we have never had as sorrow for what we have lost.

Happyish. Well, happyish isn't so bad.' 'It's the most we can hope for.

Their friendship was like a wilted bunch of flowers that she insisted on topping up with water. Why not let it die instead? It was unrealistic to expect a friendship to last forever…

But you're happy?' 'Yeah? I think I am. Are you?' 'Happier. Happyish.' 'Happyish. Well, happyish isn't so bad.' 'It's the most we can hope for.

Best to leave quietly, and no reunions. Move on, and look to the future. Plenty more faces out there.

Welcome to the graveyard of ambition

Recently he has noticed idiocy creeping up on him. His resolve to keep his head on straight, his feet on the ground, is failing and he has observed, quite objectively, that he is becoming more thoughtless, selfish, making more and more stupid remarks. He has tried to do something about this but it almost feels out of his control now, like pattern baldness. Why not just give in and be an idiot? Stop caring.

She no longer think that a situation could be made better by writing a poem about it.

it's rapidly becoming clear that the so-called best years of my life are never going to happen

Like I said, I'm fine. I don't ever think of her.' And I didn't ever think of her, except from time to time.

She had got rid of his black bedsheets, the beer mats, secretly culled his underpants and there were fewer of his famous 'Summer Roasts', but even so, she was reaching the limits of how much it's possible to change a man.

Perhaps all families have these fleeting moments when, without ever saying as much, they take each other in and think, we work and we fit together and we love each other, and if we can remain like this, all will be fine.

I don't find it funny, I just think self-pity's probably not the answer.' 'It's not self-pity, it's the facts.' 'My life is effectively "over"?' 'I just mean. I don't know. Just….' He looked into the canal and gave a theatrical sigh. 'When I was younger everything seemed possible. Now nothing does.

There is a point in the future where even the worst disaster starts to settle into an anecdote.