Quotes About Metamorphosis

The more a man can forget, the greater the number of metamorphoses which his life can undergo; the more he can remember, the more divine his life becomes.

Eternal life is personal existence in continuity with the present life, but transfigured.

I lean in and look at myself, and it's not my face but someone else's

It's not moving on. It's moving differently. That's all it is. Different life. Different world. Different rules. We don't ever leave that old world behind. We just create a new one.

And we are made different. On the instant. What we know, what we were, is banished by that instant, razed like a castle under siege, and nothing is recognizable is left. The world is unmade.

Everything's changing," I say, sighing.

The place changed while I wasn't looking.

I wasn't the same person I was eight months ago, and that was okay with me. Sometimes change was good. Sometimes it was even exactly what you needed.

New York is an organic city, one that is always in transition. Within a lifetime (often in only a few decades) neighborhoods grow, gain prominence, peak, and return to oblivion.

Tantsitar on riides. Mantli ja kübaraga näeb ta täiesti võõras välja. Enne oli ta nõtke tiiger, nüüd jälle nagu kõik teisedki. On peaaegu uskumatu, et tal oli muutumiseks vaja vaid paar riidetükki selga tõmmata. Imelik, kuidas riided muudavad. Kui palju siis veel vormiriided.

He it is still and yet it is not he any longer.

Femeia este ca pas?rea Pheonix, care arde È™i apoi renaÈ™te, întinerit?, din propria-i cenu??.

I had already seen the end of fall come through boyhood, youth and young manhood, and in one place you could write about it better than in another. That was called transplanting yourself, I thought, and it could be as necessary with people as with other sorts of growing things.

Gradually, then suddenly.

Al acercarse a los cuarenta años, Ernest Hemingway se había transformado en una peculiar figura

Go and be fish again.

And yet Laura could see that they changed every moment. The outside did not change but the inside did; an iridescent life was busy within and under each alikeness.

As they proceeded there, black wings thudded in sudden unison, and a flock of birds flew up as they might from a ploughed field, still shaped like it, like an old map that still served new territory, and wrinkled away in the air.

All futurity wears the head of an insect.

Casting the body's vest aside,My soul into the boughs does glide.

I'm not the same man who went into the woods to find Joe Vik. The experience changed me. I became something different.

And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind a nascent patina of shining hairs. My earrings turned back to water and trickled down my shoulders; I shrugged the drops off my beautiful fur.

Before he can become a wolf, the lycanthrope strips naked. If you spy a naked man among the pines, you must run as if the Devil were after you.

Losing their names, these things underwent a process of uncreation.