Quotes About Renewal

Stop being afraid. Stop thinking too much.Fill the holes left behind. Drive again. Write. Breathe.

The rhythm of life runs in cycles. There are times in the darkness and times in the light. The energy of life is like the rain forest in Borneo. Things live, grow, die, fall to the forest floor, rot and then they are born again-Olympia Dukakis

Man starts over again everyday, in spite of all he knows, against all he knows.

Åžehirlerin her taraf?n? tutuÅŸturun, milletleri yok edin, her ÅŸeyi silip süpürün ve ÅŸu çürümüÅŸ dünyada hiçbir eser b?rakmay?n; belki o zaman ortaya daha iyi bir dünya ç?kar.

Her son would be incomparably handsome, good and powerful. He would be the expected Messiah; it is fortunate for humanity that all mothers have this pathetic faith, without it mankind would not have the ever-renascent strength to go on living.

Todo se acaba y nada vuelve a empezar en la vida

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night's decay Ushers in a drearier day.

There were no signs of the ruffian he used to be. Only his eyes, I noticed, were still full of fire.

every breath from the hills so full of life, that it seemed whoever respired it, though dying, might revive.

Indians do not hinder the progress of their dead by embalming or tight coffining. When the spirit has gone they give the body back to the earth. the earth welcomes the body-coaxes new life and beauty from it, hurries over what men shudder at. Lovely tender herbage bursts from the graves, swiftly, exulting over corruption.

The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.

These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.

Let me not mar that perfect dream By an auroral stain, But so adjust my daily night That it will come again.

There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin, Never mind silent fields - Here is a little forest, Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum: Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come!

A Death blow is a Life blow to Some Who till they died, did not alive become — Who had they lived, had died but when They died, Vitality begun.

SUMMER SHOWER. A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook, That went to help the sea. Myself conjectured, Were they pearls, What necklaces could be! The dust replaced in hoisted roads, The birds jocoser sung; The sunshine threw his hat away, The orchards spangles hung. The breezes brought dejected lutes, And bathed them in the glee; The East put out a single flag, And signed the fete away.

How glad I am that spring has come, and how it calms my mind when wearied with study to walk out in the green fields and beside the pleasant streams in which South Hadley is rich! ... The older I grow, the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it not so with you? (May 16, 1848 to Abiah Root)

The low grass loaded with the dew

Until the daffodil Unties her yellow bonnet

Dearer you cannot be, for I love you so already, that it almost breaks my heart - perhaps I can love you anew, every day of my life, every morning and evening - oh, if you will let me, how happy I shall be!

DAWN. When night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It 's time to smooth the hair And get the dimples ready, And wonder we could care For that old faded midnight That frightened but an hour.

We turn not older with years, but newer every day.

Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns

To-morrow, night will come again