Quotes About Acceptance

and to die with the Warrior's Prayer on his lips. For, 'Yes', he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life. Acceptance.

Dying is boring, Nighteyes observed.

Death stalks us, and he is ever sure of his kill. It is not a thing to dwell on, but it is something we all know, in our guts and bones. All save humans.

You are different, Bee. It will make some parts of your life very difficult. But if you always fall back on your differences to explain everything you dislike about the world, you will fall into self-pity.

Changes were the essence of life; one should not dread change.

Children, I have found, are much more swift to accept the unusual. They admit their curiosity, you see, rather than disdaining the object that arouses it.

When the mainstay of one's world is taken away, it's only natural to cling to all the rest, to try desperately to keep things as close to the way they were as one can." He shook his head sorrowfully. "But no one can ever go back to yesterday.

As I apologized to her a flicker of panic raced through me and then faded away. There wasn't enough life left in me to panic. I'd made a mistake and I was dying. Apparently not even a Speck afterlife was available to me. I'd simply stop being. Apparently I hadn't died correctly. Oops.

Wide gape the gates of yellowed bone. A tongue of plank is our path between the teeth as we walk toward the gullet. Here I will be devoured. This is a true thing, near unavoidable on any path. I must enter those jaws.

Think of what is and don't let what might have been distract you.

Do you ever get over it?" Did you ever get past it?" He asked me so earnestly for there to be a tomorrow that did not possess that shadow. I told the hardest truth I had ever had to utter. "No. You don't. I didn't. You won't. But you do go on. It becomes a part of you, like any scar. You will go on.

So grief has always seemed to me, a time of waiting not for the hurt to pass, but to become accustomed to it.

Sometimes," he observed obliquely, "you have to trust people to understand you are not perfect."" "p. 267: Chade to Fitz

But these things that had happened, and these feelings he now experienced were not faults to be conquered. He could not deny the feelings, nor should he try to change them. "Accept and grow," he reminded himself, and felt the pain ease. Wintrow went to pack a change of clothes.

Fool, there is no sense in trying to play that game with the past. Here is where we are today, and we can only make our moves from here.

Then I'd be dead," I pointed out. "Among other things. Fool, there is no sense in trying to play that game with the past. Here is where we are today, and we can only make our moves from here.

Feelings don't have to be wise, they just are.

For he was the Fool now, all of Lord Chance and Lady Amber and Lord Golden scraped away by sorrow. He was no one's Beloved now.

Sometimes you have to trust people to understand you are not perfect

So many things were easier to live with if you didn't give them much thought. p. 28

Change often measures our tolerance for folk different from ourselves. Can we accept their languages, their customs, their garments, and their foods into our own lives? If we can, then we form bonds, bonds that make wars less likely. If we cannot, if we believe that we must do things as we have always done them, then we must either fight to remain as we are, or die.

Accept your life, and you might survive it. If you hold back from it, insisting this is not your life, not where you are meant to be, life will pass you by. You may not die from such foolishness, but you might as well be dead for all the good your life will do you or anyone else.

This was misery that could not yield, for he sorrowed for a time he could not return to, and a self he would never again be.

Acceptance of what is. That is the shortest path to peace with yourself.