Quotes About Metamorphosis

Gee. What's that puddle at Nik's feet? Why, that's Angie Santiago. She used to be an ice princess now she's just a sopping mess.

I was once more in a time which the things around me were changing and that is how I wanted it to be for the rest of my days.

The perceptual body that you are at the time of death ceases to be. It is not structured quite so tightly.

Summer passes into autumn in some unimaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf.

And now after all this time I finally figured out how to trap him... I will become him.

Like a caterpillar, when you feel that your time is over, you may reach infinite light with infinite joy.

I spit into the face of Time That has transfigured me.

Nothing endures but change.

Time flies when you grow fangs and fur.

to be absent from the world and alive, again, in another...

The cloth sack had turned back into his backpack.

Entomologists have a name for young flies, but it is an ugly name, an insult. Let's not use the word maggot. Let's use a pretty word. Let's use hacienda.

folk ballad about a woman named Daisy who is reincarnated as a medical student whose gross anatomy cadaver turns out to be himself in a former life, i.e., Daisy.

I no longer see the world and its works as they before appeared to me.

As Heraclitus put it, 'Nothing endures but change.

The child who gets lost in a book can emerge from the experience a changeling.

Don-Keun was a new man. The moment they arrived, he vanished for a second. We heard muffled ecstatic screaming coming from somewhere in the back of the Waffle House kitchen, then he reappeared, his face shining with the kind of radiance usually associated with religious epiphany.

There is no progress toward ultimate freedom without transformation, and this is the key issue in all lives.

The journey in between what you once were and who you are now becoming is where the dance of life takes place.

The moment in between what you once were, and who you are now becoming, is where the dance of life really takes place

Things in the margins, including humans who wander there, are often on the brink of becoming something else, or someone else.

Things in the margins, including humans who wander there, are often on the brink of becoming someone else, or something else, whose memory may not include the significance of old markers.

To live is to be marked, she said without speaking. To live is to change, to die one hundred deaths.

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