Quotes About Rebirth

I was one thing at one time, and I'm something new. I'm a new creature now. Don't judge Alice by what he used to be. Praise God for what I am now.

A text of Tibetan Buddhism describes the time of death as a unique opportunity for spiritual liberation from the cycles of death and rebirth and a period that determines our next incarnation.

It's time to start all over/make a new beginning.

In a way Winter is the real Spring - the time when the inner things happen, the resurgence of nature.

Each time we exhale, the world ends; when we inhale, there can be, if we allow it, rebirth and spiritual renewal. It all transpires inside of us. In our consciousness, in our hearts. All the time.

The virtuous shall have the power to revive and live again. All pure and holy spirits live on in heavenly places, and in course of time they are again sent down to inhabit righteous bodies

I still think that maybe the "afterlife" is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. Maybe we are just matter, and matter gets recycled

When a candle burns down, and you pass the flame to a new one, you get a new candle; but what about the flame? It's the same flame that used to be on the old candle, ain't? And that flame can pass from candle to candle thousands of times, as many times as you have candles. Size of the candle doesn't matter, nor the color, whether it's a beautiful candle or a cheesy one...One dying candle lights two new ones, ain't? Two from one. Ten from one.

Ferlinghetti writing "I am waiting for the rebirth of wonder

In spring, we expand and stretch in all directions. It's green exuberance and giddiness, bright clown colors and Easter colors, too; the rebirth of the tender growing soul.

Then Mason made an astonishing comment. He said to the girl, adamantly, in his slightly garbled and mumbly way, "You know, I used to have brain cancer. I was in a coma, and then I was here again." I had to close my eyes at the beauty of his understanding—that he was here again. He had woken up, as we are all called to do. I said, "You are a miracle.

Ease after war, death after life does greatly please'?

Write to save yourself,' Athos said, 'and someday you'll write because you've been saved.

I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable. All these and other factors combined, if the circumstances are right, can teach and can lead to rebirth.

I was the vampire Lestat again. I was back in action. New Orleans was once again my hunting ground.

When the world of man collapses in ruin, beauty will take over. The trees shall grow again where there were streets; the flowers will again cover the meadow that is now a dank field of hovels. That shall be the purpose of the Satanic master, to see the wild grass and the dense forest cover up all trace of the once great cities until nothing remains.

Fear was once again breaking the shell around me so that something else could spring to life.

Love me. You have destroyed everything! But if you love me, it can all be restored in a new form. Love me.

I'd loved the satin lining of the box. I'd loved the shape, and the twilight act of rising from the dead. But no more Ã¢â'¬Â¦ 

The second thing I believe is that all of us would be human again if we could.

Apparently each century yields a new kind of vampire, or let us say that our course of growth was not set in the beginning any more than the course of human beings.

Almost none of these very strong and patient souls sought the flesh again. But some of them had in the past. They had gone down and been reborn and discovered in the final analysis that they could not remember from one fleshly life to another, so there was no real reason to keep being born! Better to linger here, in the eternity that was known to them, and to watch the Beauty of Creation, and it did seem very beautiful to them, as it had seemed to us.

We are all born without our consent. Should it really be so thoroughly shattering to be reborn the same way.

It seemed to me in my wild and passionate soul, in my newborn vampiric heart, that the Magi had come only for Christ's birth but for my rebirth as well.