acceptance of others
Even baldness becomes a beauty of a hairless head through the heart of acceptance
— Munia Khan
How quickly someone else's life can enter through the cracks we don't know are there until this foreign thing is inside of us. We are more porous than we know.
— Emily Ruskovich
I forgive you. But just because I forgive you doesn't mean I want to continue to be your friend. It doesn't even mean I respect you as a man because you are not. You are a miserably scared little boy who can't tell when to let go and when to hold on. You will never be worth my time nor my friendship.
— Rebecca David
If you are going to judge others it is wisest to do so individually not collectively and on your own direct experience of them personally. But first - and throughout - examine yourself closely. Blurred vision can often occur due to the lens, perspective and perceptions of the viewer projected onto the object that it sees. Be wary of taking to the judges seat. Above all meet at treat yourself and everyone else mindfully, compassionately with humanity.
— Rasheed Ogunlaru
If you go to war with your mind, you will always be at war.
— T. Scott McLeod
If you're jealous of someone else it simply means you have not come to a true acceptance and appreciation of yourself.
— Rasheed Ogunlaru
I have accepted the challenge of life, to be all that I can possibly be.
— Lailah Gifty Akita
I'm not talking about the blood ecstasy. I'm talking about my being able to fill that emotion void she has. You know her as well as I do, maybe better. She aches with it. She needs to be accepted for who she is so badly. And I was able to do that. Do you know good that felt? To be able to show someone that, yes, you are someone worth sacrificing for? That you like them for their faults and that you respect them for their ability to rise above them?
— Kim Harrison
I rather have you win, because in God even those who are in second place are first.
— Auliq Ice
Is it love, or is it attachment? Do you want to love her, or do you want to control her?
— T. Scott McLeod
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