Quotes About Renewal

mythical phoenix bird who remains awake through the fires of change, rises from the ashes of death, and is reborn into his most vibrant and enlightened self.

He went on to tell me that before the workshop he hadn't cried for years, even when his father died, even when his wife told him she was leaving. "I am so glad to finally feel something." He sighed, touching his heart. "Even if I have to cry every day for a couple of years, it's better than having a frozen heart." Ever

Now he was emerging, like a phoenix from the ashes, with new wings and an open heart. I

Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future.

seeking to be free of something and freed to something.

Dying to something old, a pattern that is comfortable in its dysfunction, so that one can move to a different system, a new freedom.

The cracks in your heart are there so the light can shine through.

This death expert said it's everything underground that makes grass so green. That dead things make the living. I want to lie down on the bench then, or better yet, on the grass, rest on something living and see if I can hear the dead underneath.

I know what it's like to wake up in the morning, every morning, with a smile in my heart.

But never mind, Olive thinks now. You move aside and make way for the new.

a noted academic had said at a lecture last year. The dawning of a new age. There was always a new age dawning.

am in mourning for my life." It took me a moment. We were

Up in Shirley Falls, spring was slower to arrive. Nights were cold, but the way the dawn light cracked open along the horizon, bringing a gentle moistness that lightly touched the skin, spoke of a full-throated summer to come, and it was painful, all the promise in the air.

He thought of all the people in the world who felt they'd been saved by a city. He was one of them.

Was life nothing more than a storm that constantly washed away what had been there only a moment before, and left behind something barren and unrecognizable?

We look at a picture throughout our lives, we listen to a piece of music throughout our lives, we read a book time and again throughout our lives, as we should do—especially the scriptures—and it is different each time. Something else comes in. We see something else there that we never saw before, because we are a different person each time we experience a work of art.

now, there was a democratic government in Berlin willing to renounce all its conquests east and west, and to relinquish huge stockpiles of arms, making a renewal of war all but impossible.

Klinken omdat het verleden opnieuw wordt geboren, dat is zoiets als, als.. als het vieren van een aanslag op de toekomst.

I have been grinding away at facts for thirty years; it is time for fancies.

Is it possible to become ecstatic amid destruction, rejuvenate oneself through cruelty?

Peut-on s'extasier dans la destruction, se rajeunir par la cruauté !

Arthur Rimbaud

Life is a constant process of dying.

Arthur Scott Bailey