Quotes About Acceptance

Nillness, that was where Lula Landry had gone, and where all of them, he and Rochelle included, were headed. Sometimes illness turned slowly to nillness, as was happening to Bristow's mother…sometimes nillness rose to meet you out of nowhere, like a concrete road slamming your skull apart.

Love...was pain and grief sought, accepted, endured.

There was shame in being single.

Alf Lüdtke's recent study shows on the basis of soldiers' letters sent to their families back home, that in fact most people in the country 'readily accepted' Hitler, and they widely cheered the goals of ' "restoring" the grandeur of the Reich and "cleaning out" alleged "aliens" in politics and society'.

We live with the past because we have to, but we don't have to live in it.

If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it.

I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.

I would give anything, anything, to be the man to whom this has not happened. I can not accommodate myself to it. In a lifetime of trying, I can not accommodate myself to it. And now I will have to be that person forever.

In times of grief, you're waiting for something to happen, but the thing you're waiting for has already taken place.

She had been adept at the beginning and the end of things, and now she saw that whatever pleasures life had to offer lay in the middle. She could find some peace there.

He walked home, completely at peace. He knew now he would go on doing the things he was doing -- going to work, buying up land he didn't understand, seeing Sylvan Glass for reasons he couldn't help. But he also knew it would all be fine, whatever happened. He knew it was the right thing to do. He was in the place he was meant to be. He was home, finally, at the happy and complete end of his long and troubled road. He was home.

I'm not having much of a life. It's not awful, just ordinary. I am trying to accommodate the memories of the life I had with the life I am now living, and I just can't do it. After being behind the wheel of a Lamborghini going 140 down Sunset Drive at four a.m., it's hard to get up and put on a polyester shirt and sell books at Barnes and Noble. But I'm not ashamed of it.

She knew there were parts of the past you had to let go of, certain lands that were irredeemably lost, sorrowfully lost, but, finally, lost forever.

Play the hand you have, Antonio, that's all anybody expects. And it's a pretty good hand." "I'm

Play the hand you have, Antonio, that's all anybody expects.

LAW 38 Think As You Like But Behave Like Others If you make a show of going against the times, flaunting your unconventional ideas and unorthodox ways, people will think that you only want attention and that you look down upon them. They will find a way to punish you for making them feel inferior. It is far safer to blend in and nurture the common touch. Share your originality only with tolerant friends and those who are sure to appreciate your uniqueness.

Learn your own faults and vices; but do not assume that all of them should be eradicated. Sometimes, like beasts serving a greater master, they provide necessary balance and thus deserve indulgence; sometimes they are the indivisible shadows of virtues themselves.

How would your values and priorities change if you were told you had only seven days to live?

Oh, honey, God don't care which church you go, long as you show up!

The destination of the journey could not be altered, only the manner in which one approached it - whether one chose to walk erect or to be dragged complaining through the dust.

Todo el pensar nuevo es acerca de la pérdida.

Never attempt to teach a pig to sing; it wastes your time and annoys the pig.

People say that God works in mysterious ways when they really mean that life, or something in their own lives, doesn't make any sense, but I think that's wrong. I think it means that we can't make any sense out of life until we give up our deepest hopes, until we stop trying to arrange everything to suit us. But once we do, or are forced to . . . That's what's mysterious.

There was a time I didn't know your name Why should I worry, cry in vain but now she's gone, and I don't worry cause I'm sittin' on top of the world.