Quotes About Rebirth

Die every night so in the morning you are reborn.

each morning we're born againof yesterday nothing remainswhat's left began today

If I ever come back to this world, I will enjoy the spring endlessly.

It is winter--the best time to dream of spring.

Reading poetry is an adventure in renewal, a creative act, a perpetual beginning, a rebirth of wonder.

I died in 1960 from a prison sentence and poetry brought me back to life.

This proves that great lyric poetry can die, be reborn, die again, but will always remain one of the most outstanding creations of the human soul.

Out of the ruined lodge and forgotten mansion, bowers that are trodden under foot, and pleasure-houses that are dust, the poet calls up a palingenesis.

The aim of art is almost divine: to bring to life again if it is writing history, to create if it is writing poetry.

Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.

The cliche is dead poetry.

Poems are ways of saying you clearly remember the day of your death and your tomb. When I am writing poetry, I relive my days when a woman inside me dies many times.

You crawled inside myribs to die. Giant becomes squirrelbecomes a dirt-wet girlfeverishly alive.

Her kiss dissolves the universe. In that moment, I am unmade and then reborn.

Following dark winter's strife, a warm air rises, teemed with life. Birth, rebirth, as the waiting die. Old love, new love sprouts wings to fly.

Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.

The present convergence of crises - in money, energy, education, health, water, soil, climate, politics, the environment, and more - is a birth crisis, expelling us from the old world into a new.

Seek renewal of mind.

Every day is a new day. No matter what has happened before, whenever you awake, you have the opportunity to start anew. It is one of the wonderful things about life.

In a way winter is the real spring the time when the inner things happen the resurge of nature.

Change is the constant the signal for rebirth the egg of the phoenix.

Within every heart's Winter sleeps the promise of Spring.

One must lose one's life in order to find it.

True revolutions ... restore more than they destroy.