Quotes About Metamorphosis

I've become a much more serious young insect.

So it was really cool just reinventing myself, changing my look, my image, my intensity, my ring-work style, everything that went along with it.

I have always been interested in the idea of self-reinvention.

her third day in New York, Jacaranda looked at herself in the Essex mirror and thought she looked ten years younger than the forty she'd looked in La Jolla. By the fourth day she looked twenty-five years old, and by the end of a week she looked what her mother, when she saw her, referred to as "your age, dear, eighteen.

Not all change qualifies as transformation.

I will change you like a remix, then I'll raise you like a Phoenix

Pero yo ya no soy yo, ni mi casa es ya mi casa.

The golden girl bathed in the water and the water turned gold

Qué esfuerzo! ¡Qué esfuerzo del caballo por ser perro! ¡Qué esfuerzo del perro por ser golondrina! ¡Qué esfuerzo de la golondrina por ser abeja!

Life...is like the chameleon, changing colour all the time.

Nunca somos lo que fuimos ayer, doctor, nunca seremos mañana los mismos de hoy... Y la vida se nos escapa imitándonos a nosotros mismos y tratando, como Kafka, de solucionar el enigma de nuestra propia identidad.

Las transformaciones no se operan solamente en el cuerpo sino en lo que tenemos dentro, espíritu, alma, inteligencia, sentimiento.

Deviza mea: transform?-te în ceea ce ur??ti.

Hmm. Did you used to be smaller? About so high?' He held out his hand three and a half feet above what now appeared to be the ground. 'Er...yes? Um...some years ago?' Neverfell was not sure what more to say. 'That's...normal, isn't it? People getting bigger?' 'Yes, I suppose so.

Mandelion spread itself like a butterfly of brick and slate.

And below them, Toll-by-Night set about folding itself away, like a stilt-legged monster into a closet. Its inhabitants crept back into the unwanted places, the crannies and cellars and forgotten attics, and locked themselves in. A bugle blew. A silver jingling swept through the town, sealing away all bad reputations and bitter-tasting names. Another bugle sounded. And day swept in like a landlord, not knowing that it was only a guest in night's town.

O carte poate s? arunce în aer fiin?a care erai pân? atunci ?i s? dea na?tere uneia noi.

BORN TO CRAWL, REBORN TO FLY

The order isRapidly fadin'.And the first one nowWill later be lastFor the times they are a-changin'.

He used to be a German, but he completely recovered.

Almost anything at all can be transmuted into a labyrinth.

When I found I had crossed that line, I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person. There was such a glory over everything.

I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person.

The light of morning decomposes everything.