Quotes About Renewal

When we die, we come bac different. Like, with greener eyes, or as some far off star.

I'm tired of being a dinosaur. Let's be meteors.

Sometimes shattering is the best excuse to rebuild yourself on a better foundation.

Megértettem, hogy a tanulásnak soha sincs vége, s olyan folyamatról van szó, amelyet szinte minden nap újra kell kezdenünk.

Sve Crkve stoje danas u našem postmodernom krajoliku poput stabala bez liš?a.

Death is Nature's expert advice to get plenty of Life.

Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.

Our passions are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes.

If I work incessantly to the last, nature owes me another form of existence when the present one collapses.

We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves; otherwise, we harden.

There is no past we can bring back by longing for it. There is only an eternal now that builds and creates out of the past something new and better.

Beautify your breath - beautify your life.

Life is a plant that grows out of death.

Just when I thought life was over you came into my life.

In the second part of life you get rid of stuff you've accumulated.

How good you and I get at repenting will determine how good life is.

The best measure of a successful life is the way we turn away, we renounce, and even by the way we depart it.

Convalescence is a sort of grown-up rebirth, enabling us to see life with a fresh eye.

Change is the essence of life.

One must lose one's life to find it.

I think the future of architecture does not lie so much in continuing to fill up the landscape, as in bringing back life and order to our cities and towns.

Life, forever dying to be born afresh, forever young and eager, will presently stand upon this Earth as upon a footstool, and stretch out its realm amidst the stars.

The nightingale appear'd the first, And as her melody she sang, The apple into blossom burst, To life the grass and violets sprang.

What your soul needs is a check up.