Life cannot subsist in society but by reciprocal concessions.
As we get older, life becomes very complicated in terms of concessions we have to make.
Each concession we make is accompanied by an inner diminution of which we are not immediately conscious.
The yielding of the weak is the concession to fear.
Conciliation is not capitulation, nor is compromise to be deemed equivalent to imbalanced concession.
I have steadfastly refused to make concessions that would undermine my ideals.
My one concession to American sensibilities was to remove my nail polish.