Quotes About Metamorphosis

The spiritual man having passed from Death unto Life, the natural man must next proceed to pass from Life unto Death. Having opened the new set of correspondences, he must deliberately close up the old. Regeneration in short must be accompanied by Degeneration.

The famous sea squirt, beloved of popular neuroscience lectures, in its larval stage is motile and has a primitive nervous system (called a notochord) so it can navigate the sea – at least, its own very small corner of it. In its adult stage it fastens limpet-like to a rock and feeds passively, simply depending on the influx of seawater through its tubes. It then reabsorbs its nervous system – it is no longer needed since the creature no longer needs to move.

I have always thought that change you can see and feel is best.

Sometimes I feel like going down to the recycling plant. Turning myself in, jumping into the inferno, getting melted down, coming out again as someone else. Scrap metal man.

All things must change to something new, to something strange.

There was no deceiving himself: something terrible, new, and more important than anything before in his life, was taking place within him of which he alone was aware.

just as in the world of plants and animals nothing ceases to exist, but continually changes its form, the manure into grain, the grain into a food, the tadpole into a frog, the caterpillar into a butterfly, the acorn into an oak, so man also does not perish, but only undergoes a change. He believed in this, and therefore always looked death straight in the face, and bravely bore the sufferings that lead towards it

Çok çabuk olmam gerek,çok çabuk,hemen ?u anda bamba?ka biri olmam ve yeni bir ya?ama ba?lamam gerek

Well I am the one who loves changing from nothing to one.

Me gustan los viejos: no es una diarrea sentimental, como diría ese barbarote de Samuel Tesler. Los viejos me gustan como las flores marchitas, los frutos pasados, los otoños y los anocheceres, las cosas en trance final y en víspera de metamorfosis

It sounds good," he said. "It's the caterpillar's spats!

Until we weren't.

He felt like he was coming back to life too. Not that he'd been dead, just ... not quite alive. Something else.

Tomorrow I'll take you out to see the gold beetles. They're amazing: they eat dirt and poop out gold ore.

The silver years of the Chatwins are long ago now, and the years since have been forged from baser metals.

Nothing is yet in its true form.

All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be.

"If it had grown up," she said to herself, "it would have made a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think."

It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.

The urge to reincarnate while still alive is near universal.

With time, everything changes. I know I'm not the same person who I used to be. I totally get that.

Le géant, qui souffrait, blessé, De mille morts, de mille peines, Eut un sourire triste et beau ; Et, avant de mourir, regardant le roseau, Lui dit : « Je suis encore un chêne. »

Hearth to change. He had been watching from the Lion

I woke the next morning knowing that nothing would be the same. It would change and go on changing.