Quotes About Rebirth

She's somewhere in the sunlight strong, / Her tears are in the falling rain, / She calls me in the wind's soft song, / And with the flowers she comes again.

I]t's not the world that needs saving, it's us. For us to be saved, as a lot of the very old myths say, we'll have to come home and be born again.

Her real life starts this night - a long, postmortem bonus round. Nothing in the years to come can do worse than she was ready to do to herself. Human estimation can no longer touch her. She's free now to experiment. To discover anything.

Nothing anyone can do for anyone, except to recall: We are every second being born.

Love is always stronger than death, and unto that love you have now returned.

favorite metaphors. I love the image of fire, not for its seeming destructiveness, but as a natural symbol for transformation—literally, the changing of forms. Farmers, forestry workers, and Native peoples know that fire is a renewing force, even as it also can be destructive. We in the West tend to see it as merely destructive (which is probably why we did not understand the metaphors of hell or purgatory).

you must first "go into the tomb" with Jesus (Romans 6:4)

the Greek word meta-noia, which literally means to move "beyond the mind," is usually translated "repentance" and no longer points to its much deeper meaning.

YEAH! WHO DIED? WHO CAME BACK? WHO'S YOUR FREAKIN' SUPERSIZED McSHIZZLE NOW, BABY? WOOOOOOOO!

FARE THEE WELL, FRIEND, said the arrow. APOLLO WILL FALL, BUT APOLLO MUST RISE AGAIN.

Only the fire of life can melt the chains of death.

No matter how many times Percy killed them and watched them crumble to powder, they just kept re-forming like large evil dust bunnies.

Maybe we're all the living dead, reconstituted from the dust of the dead.

He was glad to be alive. ... In fact, Edward Tulane was so happy to be back among the living that he did not even take umbrage at being referred to as it.

Büyük bir boÅŸluÄŸuniçinden ç?karak yavaÅŸ yavaÅŸ hayata dönmeye baÅŸlad?,bu belirsizlik an?ndan daha öncesinini yaÅŸamam?? gibiydi.Sonsuz boÅŸluÄŸun içinde ne mant?k ne de an?lar vard?.Karanl?k içinde yüzen bir embriyo gibiydi,ya??yordu,nefes al?yordu ama içinde bulunduÄŸu dünyadan ve benliÄŸinden bir ÅŸekilde uzaktayd?,her ÅŸey pusluydu.

I was not born for death and yet I have died a thousand times, he thought. And now I am born again for these hard times.

the end of the world as they knew it.

But the break is still there, not visible but there, the break where you find in yourself the ability to walk away from everything you have known; the break is thrilling, liberating, and, as Alexis says, a little like dying. Alexis describes her mother as

The dead do not become stars or ghosts. in fact, they are hardly undone. Soon their randomly dispersed parts reappear one by one on foreign hosts- the beloved ear or freckled arm, separate as a milagro or bracelet charm. It is not grotesque, though odd. Even a piece does us some good. "Charms

I'm not saying it's always easy. We all have our bad days. But compared to what we had before, we feel like…we're really living for the first time.

The devil makes his pitch easy to swallow by only requiring men to be born again, to reign without suffering.

If clothes are good, or even if they're bad in an interesting way, The Garment District is where they go when they die.

sintió renacer un rayo de esperanza en su corazón.

y eso le hacía sentirse un hombre nuevo, una criatura diferente, un ave del cielo.