I've learned that universal acceptance and appreciation is just an unrealistic goal.
If a reviewer is beating me up, I just say, 'Oh well, my writing is not to his or her taste.' And that's as far as it goes. Because I will simultaneously read a review where somebody says, 'Oh my God, I had so much fun reading this book and I learned so much.'
I've learned never to close my mind to an idea simply because it seems miraculous.
I cannot possibly tell you the precise date I learned that Mary Magdalene was not a prostitute.