Quotes About Rebirth

That's the meaning of 'The Revenant': It's a return from death.

The way sci-fi works, you can never die.

I don't know when, or how, but I feel it: Basketball will come back to Seattle.

I believe, in life, you always get a second chance.

It's like suddenly the canvas of my life has been cleared, and a completely new picture is painted. That's how I've been feeling ever since 'Sacred Games' was streamed.

Yet perhaps it is precisely this that we are being called to: engaging in that most difficult task of putting our religion to death so that a religion without religion can spring forth.

death is a necessary prelude to resurrection. To bear long-term fruit for Christ, we need to recognize that some things must die so something new can grow.

When you have been killed as many times as I have, you get used to it.

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He felt like some overgrown pupa plagued by second thoughts, trying to climb back into its husk.

For who can doubt that Rome would rise again instantly if she began to know herself?

and when our bodies rise again, they will be wildflowers, then rabbits, then wolves singing a perfect love to the beautiful, meaningless moon.

When Cindy left Richard that day, she felt truly alive for the first time. As she flew back to Los Angeles, she thought about moving to San Francisco so she could be closer to Richard; for the first time she realized why she had left her husband and Portland, Oregon: she felt that being with Richard, as near to him as possible, "was my destiny.

The poem says you only think you're alive but about to be born your radioactive heliographs mock the moon's tongue." — Philip Lamantia, "Fin Del Mundo

The Trees The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

Even if it means oblivion, friends, I'll welcome it, because it won't be nothing. We'll be alive again in a thousand blades of grass, and a million leaves; we'll be falling in the raindrops and blowing in the fresh breeze; we'll be glittering in the dew under the stars and the moon out there in the physical world, which is our true home and always was.

You know, sometimes a thing, a system, a creation grows so old, and corrupt, and weighed down by its own baggage, that all you can do is change it. Move on. Start afresh. It's frightening, but it has to be done.

Cleansed and newly born, we step from the shower and wrap ourselves in a towel. Mother Earth waits with open arms.

I want to live again. I want to live again. I want to live again. Please God, let me live again.

Nothing is like anything he knows. It's like being born a second time.

We survive, in the confusion of a life reborn beyond reason.

Me? I'm going to grow backwards and be a kid again.

It's a beautiful thing, to start over.

We can always begin again.