Quotes About Acceptance

The Tlel might have skinny arms and funny-shaped heads, an overcome Flinx reflected somberly, but there was no disputing the size of their hearts.

Biological traces are acceptable," Hux murmured, "but a couple of skulls would be better.

if we are able to describe the situation, what we want, what is happening, and legitimize the emotional process even when we do not like it, typically our emotional arousal will start the return toward a lower state of emotional upset and eventually back to normal emotional arousal

Mr. Pilkey smiled. "Well, I wish they were on the shelves, where everybody could read them," he said. "I think it's important that libraries be a place where you can find all kinds of books. Good ones, bad ones, funny ones, serious ones. Every person should be free to read whatever they want, whenever they want, and not have to explain to anyone else why we like it, or why we think it's valuable. I hope you all get a chance to read my books someday.

There were some horrors you couldn't fight and couldn't change. The real courage was just in enduring them.

The philosophy that accepts death must itself be considered dead, its questions meaningless, its consolations worn out.

older vowels were showing through as he said that it was "awfully good of" his parents to have tolerated him.

When I was ten, I read fairy stories in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.

We cannot understand the Higher Wisdom. Later, well after the event, we may see the lesson contained in the event, and be truly grateful. We must, however, submit to what happens, accepting all that unfolds gracefully. This is the key. All your tragedies in life and in the theatre come about because of non-acceptance of the will of the Gods. Not my petty little ant-like will, but the Gods omnipotent will, let that will be done, I say. This is the beginning and end of the virtuous life.

I gave up Christianity at about fourteen. Came back to it when getting on for thirty. An almost purely philosophical conversion. I didn't want to. I'm not the religious type. I want to be let alone, to feel I'm my own master: but since the facts seemed to be the opposite I had to give in.

A recovery old-timer had told me: "Time takes time. Don't be in any rush to get this thing. Let it filter in slow. What's the hurry?

Rejections are thin 'cause they really have nothing to say other than, Sorry, dude, you're screwed. acceptances are thick 'cause they have lots of stuff to say like, Welcome, dude, you're not screwed, we want you.

part of the grief was that each member of the family was mourning his own mortality.

Real life is messy, inconsistent, and it's seldom when anything ever really gets resolved. It's taken me a long time to realize that.

I live my life free of compromise, and step into the shadows without complaint or regret.

My point is, I went crazy. When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was. I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! Why can't you?

I thought as much. Miss Murray, though I am a beast, do not think that I am stupid. I know that I am hideous and hateful. I am not loved, nor ever hope to be. Nor am I fool enough to think that what I feel for you is love. But in this world, alone, I do not hate you. And alone in this world, you do not hate me.

For my own part, regret nothing. Have lived life, free from compromise...and step into the shadow now without complaint. -Rorschach

I found it very difficult to feel easy around the guy, even once I'd got used to the shock of his presence. It's a strange feeling...the first time you meet him your brain wants to scream, blow a fuse and shut itself down immediately, refusing to accept that he exists. This lasts for a couple of minutes, at which time he's still there and hasn't gone away, and in the end you just accept him because he's standing there and talking to you and after a while it almost seems normal. Almost.

Do not weep. Being is enough. There, that is all. I am done...

It doesn't matter how "successful" each of us is in life. We're all doomed to die. Why can't anyone else see that?

There is no point in imagining that if one had been there, one could have prevented a thing that had happened only because it had not been prevented

He is a missionary and believes in God, intensely I mean, but it takes all kinds to make a world.

I know me, Valkyrie. If I were to lose you in the way that he lost you, if I were to live in a world ruled by the Faceless Ones with no hope of fighting back, no hope of effecting change, no hope of anything … If I go dark a second time, I stay dark. I know that in my soul.