Quotes About Metamorphosis

The day before yesterday we were atoms in the heart of a burning star - yesterday we were dust in a collapsing proto-star - today we are living humans - tomorrow we may be soil, beetles, grass, trees, birds.

Becoming is superior to being.

Millions of lives were eventually transformed because of what happened during those three days. Countless

Change me , I whispered, change me .

She thinks about the salt point, that mysterious, elusive moment of change.

What are you thinking? Just of how much you've changed me. This is why there is poetry. For days like these.

Each object was the same as it had been—but the air all around felt different. I was different.

Every change is a form of liberation. My mother used to say a change is always good even if it's for the worse.

People don't change, Esther" said Harry "Leaves change

Stop being who you were and become who you are.

Conversion to the people requires a profound rebirth. Those who undergo it must take on a new form of existence; they can no longer remain as they were.

Qué monstruo bicéfalo se va creando así? Te volvés simétrico con el otro, los metabolismos se sincronizan, funcionás en espejo; un ser binario con un solo deseo. Y el hijo llega para envolver ese abrazo y sellarlos con un lazo eterno. Es pura asfixia la idea.

Even her footsteps did not seem to belong to her. The night seized and transformed them, just as it transformed the greenhouses they passed from useful places for growing things into cold night palaces.

I change, but I cannot die.

Under the force of the imagination, nature itself is changed.

Any sentient entity who has lived, has changed.

The Olyix can't always have been miserable fascist bastards," Yuri said. "Something changed them.

The flux tube's rain of energy penetrates the tormented lower atmosphere. It is embraced by the Ly-cilph. Their minds consume the power, using it to metamorphose once again. The nodes brought them sentience, the supergiant's surplus energy brings them transcendence. They leave the chrysalis of the flesh behind, shooting up the stream of particles at lightspeed, spacefree and eternal.

Still. No resolution ever. None. Nothing decided, nothing finished. The Dipper wheels back into place. Just one turn. One turn of the wheel and we are different, never the same. Not ever. Not even those stars. Even they, they decay, collapse, coalesce, break apart. Close my eyes.

Magical. I mean to watch a person let go of something and flower.

A husk of herself that had been a barrier I hadn't even been aware of. And in the sloughing off, she opened and flowered. Corny, huh? Not really. Magical. I mean to watch a person let go of something and flower. I wouldn't know what it is she let go of.

Even the raven started out in human form, and he fumbled blindly, and his actions were haphazard until it was revealed to him who he was and what his purpose was.

Even a slight ability to change oneself is more valuable than any power over the external universe. Metamorphosis is an exercise in willed restructuring of the mind.