Quotes About Acceptance

We're all damaged somehow.-A Great and Terrible Beauty

How can my ankles and arms be obscene?

All the times I say, 'Don't see me'? With you, I wish I had an opposite power: See me. See me, Evie. See all of me. There's a fella who loves you right here. I'm not perfect. I'm a handful. But you know what? So are you. There. Not sugarcoating it.

The face staring back at me isn't beautiful but she isn't something that would scare the horses, either.

This is the world we live in, Gemma, for better or for worse. Make of it what you can, he says, and I pull him to me.

Jericho lay back down on his side, watching her breathe just an arm's length from him. She was not beautiful while she slept; her mouth hung open and she snored very lightly, and this, despite everything that had happened, made him smile.

The dark does not weep for itself because there is no light. Rather, it accepts that it is the dark. It is said that even the gods must die. He winks. But not without one hell of a fight.

I love myself. They make it so hard for us to love ourselves.

What makes a girl a girl? What makes a guy a guy? Do you have to be what they want you to be? Or do you stop and listen to that voice inside you? I know who I am. I'm Petra West. And I'm a girl. You want me to sleep somewhere else, fine. Whatever. But I'm not going to pretend to be somebody I'm not. I've done enough of that.

What happens if your choice is misguided, You must try to correct it But what if it's too late? What if you can't? Then you must find a way to live with it.

It was funny how their odd little family of friends had changed him. Made him feel safe. Theta, Memphis, Henry, Jericho, Mabel, Ling, Isaiah, and especially Evie. They'd been there for him. Opened the parts of him he was afraid would be closed off forever. Why had he wasted so much time bottling up his feelings? What did that ever get anybody but dumb fights? He had friends. He had a home in them. And Evie was home, too.

For the first time, I notice the lax skin at Mrs. Nightwing's jaw, the fine down that lies upon her cheek like the imprint of a childe's hand, and I wonder what it must be like watching yourself soften under the years, unable to stop it. what it's like measuring your days in perfecting girls' curtsies and drinking nightly glasses of sherry, trying to keep up with the world as it pulls you spinning into the furure, knowing you are always one step behind it.

It's as if I've inherited a skin I cannot quite fit, and so I walk about constantly pulling and and tugging, pinning and pruning, trying desperately to fill it out, hoping that no one will look at me struggling and say, 'That one there- she's a fraud, Look how she doesn't fit at all.

Forget your pain. It was what I said when I took Father's hand in the drawing room yesterday, what I repeated again tonight. But I didn't mean this. I must be careful. Yet what bothers me isn't the power of the magic or how, to a person, they've all accepted it as truth. No, what unsettles me the most is how much I want to believe it too.

I am not asking you to understand, Papa. I'm asking for you to accept. Accept what? Me. Accept me, Papa. My decision to live my own life as I see fit. It is so quiet that I suddenly wish I could take it back. Sorry, it was only a terrible joke. I should like a new dress, please.

It is how it has always been. We will accept the legacy of our ancestors,' Asha says, smiling, and in her smile I do not see warmth or wisdom; I see fear. You're afraid of losing your hold on them,' I say coolly. I? I have no power.' Don't you? If you keep them from the magic, they will never know what their lives could be.' They will remain protected,' Asha insists. No,' I say. 'Only untested' -page 569

There's a moment of profound sadness that can be dispelled only by summoning my anger.

I must remember to forgive myself. Because there's an awful lot of gray to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.-A Great and Terrible Beauty

Judge not, lest ye be judged.

Because there's nothing wrong with you... that can't be fixed.

This is how it is now. There is strength in acceptance, Ling. Your legs have been taken from you. But how you choose to live with that has not.

I know. And I'm Sorry. People will disappoint you, Gemma. The question to ask is whether you can learn to live with the disappointment and move on. I'm offering you a new world.

You couldn't be perfect enough to keep the world from betraying you.

Stache off- there is nothing wrong with you,..that can't be fixed.