Accepted Glen Quotes

Soldiers live. He dies and not you, and you feel guilty, because you're glad he died, and not you. Soldiers live, and wonder why.

She understood the genre constraints, the decencies were supposed to be observing. The morally cosy vision allows the embrace of monstrosity only as a reaction to suffering or as an act of rage against the Almighty. Vampire interviewee Louis is in despair at his brother’s death when he accepts Lestat’s offer. Frankenstein’s creature is driven to violence by the violence done to him. Even Lucifer’s rebellion emerges from the agony of injured price. The message is clear: By all means become an abomination—but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.

Your unavowed atrocities kill you from the inside out. What is the compulsion to tell the truth if not a moral compulsion? Jacqueline Delon had asked. She was wrong. It's a survival necessity. You can't live if you can't accept what you are, and you can't accept what you are if you can't say what you do. The power of naming, as old as Adam.

Faces may be hard to read because humans are complex social animals that have learned to suppress the display of emotions for various reasons. It is often inappropriate to show negative emotions like hatred and contempt in public, so people go about wearing socially acceptable faces rather like masks.

You can’t live if you can’t accept what you are, and you can’t accept what you are if you can’t say what you do.

What is the compulsion to tell the truth if not a moral compulsion? Jacqueline Delon had asked. She was wrong. It’s a survival necessity. You can’t live if you can’t accept what you are, and you can’t accept what you are if you can’t say what you do. The power of naming, as old as Adam. We

can’t live if you can’t accept what you are, and you can’t accept what you are if you can’t say what you do. The power of naming, as old as Adam.

She understood the genre constraints, the decencies we were supposed to be observing. The morally cosy vision allows the embrace of monstrosity only as a reaction to suffering or as an act of rage against the Almighty. Vampire interviewee Louis is in despair at his brother’s death when he accepts Lestat’s offer. Frankenstein’s creature is driven to violence by the violence done to him. Even Lucifer’s rebellion emerges from the agony of injured pride. The message is clear: By all means become an abomination—but only while unhinged by grief or wrath. By rights, Talulla knew, she should have been orphaned or raped or paedophilically abused or terminally ill or suicidally depressed or furious at God for her mother’s death or at any rate in some way deranged if she was to be excused for not having killed herself, once it became apparent that she’d have to murder and devour people in order to stay alive. The mere desire to stay alive, in whatever form you’re lumbered with—werewolf, vampire, Father of Lies—really couldn’t be considered a morally sufficient rationale. And yet here she was, staying alive. You love life because life’s all there is.

Is that Isobella?" Gavin asked. "Aye. Every desirable, beautiful inch." "T would seem ye are the envy of every man in the hall," Ronan said. "I can see why." "Don't take fancy to the lass," Alysandir warned. Ronan laughed and slapped his brother on the back. "Not to worrit. I value my life too much." Alysandir swallowed, his hand almost crushed the silver cup in his hand. He knew the beauty was Isobella, but his mind couldn't accept the idea. All he could think was, it had been a good thing she wasna dressed like that in the glen because he wasna certain he could have kept his gentlemanly manners.

The world has accepted hard-core fans' argument. Batman, this children's character who dresses up in a costume to effect the change he wishes to see in the world via face punching, is serious. And awesome. And definitely not gay. And, most importantly, now and forever, badass. This is the Batman narrative that now permeates the culture—the narrative that doesn't like nobody touching its stuff and doesn't want any of you homos touching it, neither.

Oh, they didn’t make some big decision and say, ‘I hereby sell myself into slavery,’” Pastor Pete said. “Not in one big decision. It took many small ones over the past few years … decades, even. You know, they chose to accept the money that the politicians took from other people. They chose to believe that they could get something for nothing, and they helped the government go out and get it from other people. Maybe it was just voting for the people who promised to take more from others and give it to them.

Let’s not encourage that scourge by accepting its premise that there exists such a thing as different races of human beings. There is the human race, and that’s that.

There is no such thing as race. Let’s put that foolishness behind us. There is no biological or scientific definition of the term; it is a fallacy. I have promised you an administration guided by science, and there is no scientific basis to the malicious notion that skin color should define a race any more than hair color or eye color or shoe size. There is, however, of course, such a thing as racism. Racism depends upon, and springs from, a belief in race. Let’s not encourage that scourge by accepting its premise that there exists such a thing as different races of human beings. There is the human race, and that’s that.

Some expect persons to care for themselves. Sometimes therapists go too far in expecting an individual to perform self-care; some individuals prefer to spend their time in other occupations and accept the help of others to do basic self-care. Therapists are familiar with the use of personal attendants with persons following spinal cord injuries; persons who have had a stroke benefit from a personal attendant, so that they have choice in how they spend their time in occupations more important and meaningful to them.

Pure, raging, unbridled capitalism. Now, if they could just find ways to steal our raw materials, evade taxation, and not pay our workers their wages, our profit margin might begin to approach what those guys would consider minimally acceptable.

Although she was disabled, she was as responsive as the young men were to the culture of Glen Ridge. She, too, learned who was admired and who was despised; who counted and who didn't; what got you attention and what got you ignored. If she was as vulnerable as the boys were powerful, it wasn't only because she was intelluctually impaired. It was because she received and accepted the message sent out by the kids and the adults who lived in the "normal" world and that message was that she was born inferior and would always remain inferior. She learned early that to be "accepted" by the popular kids in town, she would have to submit to their ever more elaborate demands.

The problems that retarded children have in socializing with nonretarded youngsters are made more difficult when their peers become sexually active. The retarded youngsters are ill-equipped to explore the sexual nuances of sexual talk and behavior. They think they can compensate for their lack of understanding, although they rarely can, by following the prompting of peers. To get along, they think they have to go along and it is this naivete fused with their hunger for acceptance, that can leave them open to sexual exploitation.

freedom is also messy and dangerous. The room I build could collapse on me. The stove I install could burn my house down. I’m free to do what I want, but I have to accept my own failure.

Troublesome as females are when they step out of their proper roles as connivers, manipulators, gossips, backstabbers, and bearers and nurturers of the young, slaughtering them is not an acceptable form of chastisement.