Quotes About Metamorphosis

The day is ending. It's time for something that was beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful. Now, Let go.

one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation. 26 Ihad shipped ahead a box of books to myself, right before I left New York to move to Italy.

The day is ending. It's time for something that was beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful. Now, let go.

Yesterday I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true enough-but tomorrow I could be a fireworks depository. Even in the Eternal City, says the silent Augusteum, one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation.

You have grown a little beard, I said. You see it is not true that one can't change.

The sun is born again from the womb of night," he said. "See how the light spreads, remaking the world.

Cut this tree I'm living in down. Hollow its trunk out. Make me all over again, with what you scooped out of its insides. Slide the new me back inside the old trunk. Burn me. Burn the tree. Spread the ashes, for luck, where you want next year's crops to grow. Birth me and the tree Next summer's sun Midwinter guarantee

Daniel in the gallery sees one of her hands, the one on the rail of the witness box, cover itself in little shoots and buds. The buds split open. There are leaves coming out of her fingers.

It is like her mother has been struck by - what? Lightening. Her mother has lightened up since the moment they landed in this country and the plane door opened and the warmer air came in. The moment they walked into this room she lightened even more

gold mould as if blisters of the body can become precious metals.

Cut this tree I'm living in down. Hollow its trunk out. Make me all over again, with what you scooped out of its insides. Slide the new me back inside the old trunk. Burn me. Burn the tree. Spread the ashes, for luck, where you want next year's crops to grow. Birth me all over again Burn me and the tree Next summer's sun Midwinter guarantee

Everything, sooner or later, transforms into story.

Some things, when they change, never do return to the way they once were. Butterflies for instance, and women who've been in love with the wrong man too often.

I wasn't any person any more.

Ze hoeft alleen maar haar bril af te zetten en de aardige Claire Norton verandert in haar verbazingwekkende alter ego: de Blinde Vink! - Claire

transformed into a kind of

It was a moment before she replied. And in that moment, she realized that what was gone from her was the child in her, she'd crossed a brink from which there was no turning back. Whoever she had been, she was not anymore. And her life, for better or worse, would never again be what it had.

When I was green and blossomed in the Spring I was mute wood. Now I am dead I sing.

But I wasn't the girl I'd been when I left, and I knew it.

I thought the morning would bring change. But I should have known that it doesn't take that long for change to happen - it takes a second. A moment. In a single breath, reality as you know it can simply fall away.

A lot of things had changed on that bridge.

My most string-beanish, I guess, is when I was 15 years old. From 15 to 16, I went from 155 pounds to 215. By the time I graduated from high school, I was between 235-250.

I wasn't always 6' 4'' and 400 pounds.

It's not humanly possible for anyone not to go through changes. Change is a constant in everyone's life, even in mine. I have enjoyed the change at every stage of my life.