Quotes About Rebirth

Upon the rubble horses would reappear announcing the rebirth of the old reality, their backs without riders. Because thus it had always been. Until a few men would tie them to wagons, once again erecting a city that they wouldn't understand, once again building, with innocent skill, the things. And then once more they'd need a pointing finger to give them their old names.

I find it hard to believe that I shall die. Because I'm bubbling in cold freshness. My life will be very long because each instant is. I get the feeling I'm about to be born and can't.

Houve um momento grande, parado, sem nada dentro. Dilatou os olhos, esperou. Nada veio. Branco. Mas de repente num estremecimento deram corda no dia e tudo recomeçou a funcionar, a máquina trotando, o cigarro do pai fumegando, o silêncio, as folhinhas, os frangos pelados, a claridade, as coisas revivendo cheias de pressa como uma chaleira a ferver.

When the ancient goddesses—Ishtar, Astarte, Inanna, Isis, Diana, Athena…and, yes, Mary—were described as virgins, it didn't mean that they had never been touched, had never felt desire, or had never experienced sexual union. It meant that no man could own them or defile them. They were not pure or chaste, but green and powerful, these virgins—able to resurrect the land and remake the world with the coming of every spring.

All I know is that now my little bird has nothing, except what appears to be a comfortable spot to begin his inevitable return to unconstrained atoms, some of which may float to the sky, or in my window.

For souls it is death to become water, and for water death to become earth. Water comes into existence out of earth, and soul out of water.

The sun is new every day.

Dies, all dies!The grass it dies, but in vernal rainUp it springs and it lives again;Over and over, again and againIt lives, it dies and it lives again.

But everyone thought you were dead. You didn't write, that's why you're alive now.

I step out of my second life the same way I stepped out of my first, holding too few things and with great uncertainty about what will happen next.

To Ben, love was the flame in which he wanted to be reborn. He wanted to be remade by it.

Once, the thing I am wearing was a sundress, with fluttery sleeves. A diaphanous white gown that flowed around me when I spun. I found it in a shop late one night. I'd stripped off the clothes given to me in the Court of Teeth, left them behind, and put that on instead. I liked the dress so much that I wove myself a crown of hellebores and danced through the night streets. I stared at myself in puddles, convinced that as long as I didn't smile, I might even be pretty.

Everything that has ever been beautiful has been burned. Like you.

People think they have to physically die before going to heaven or starting new lives, depending on their religions. The truth is that you can start a new life anytime you choose, as easily as waking from a dream.

Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away.

When she had first held Jacob in her arms and pressed her lips to his tender, fragile scalp, it had felt as though she were being brought back to life, like a wilting plant being watered.

Just as you drop body parts, those parts reassemble, and have done so continuously over the history of the earth. People decompose, become dirt, dirt becomes vegetables and fruit, animals and people eat the food that grows from the dirt that was once a body. It is all one big recycling program the earth does.

I'm tired of being Scarlett O'Hara. In my next life I'm going to come back as Melanie Wilkes, fragile and helpless.

Death is the force that will create your new life. It is a mechanism of transformation. Welcome it.

Becoming a vampire means completely changing your identity.

I invite all those who share my anxiety about, and hopes for, the future, and who burn with the desire for a political rebirth, to enlist with us. And addressing myself especially to the young, I invite them to become the vanguard in this sortie of national reconstruction. For a proud and happy Greece!

Easter is an ancient festival of rebirth, but it's also an excellent excuse for eating eggs. I really like eggs, of both the chocolate and chicken variety. But the chocolate ones, you must admit, can sustain only a fleeting interest. A sweet, sugary hit - and then it's gone.

This joy was used up a long time ago. Will it be reborn today?

It's just that I was released from prison today.