Quotes About Renewal

Pagherà qualcuno per il sangue? No. Nessuno. Semplicemente la neve si scioglierà, spunterà la verde erba ucraina, coprirà la terra... germineranno le biade rigogliose... tremolerà l'aria torrida sui campi e del sangue non resterà traccia. Costa poco il sangue sui campi vermigli, e nessuno lo riscatterà. Nessuno.

The snow would just melt, the green Ukrainian grass would grow again and weave its carpet over the earth . . . The gorgeous sunrises would come again . . . The air would shimmer with heat above the fields and no more traces of blood would remain. Blood is cheap on those red fields and no one would redeem it.

A childish feeling, I admit, but, when we retire from the conventions of society and draw close to nature, we involuntarily become children: each attribute acquired by experience falls away from the soul, which becomes anew such as it was once and will surely be again.

I felt somehow happy to be so high above the world - a childish feeling, I grant, but we can't help becoming children as we leave social conventions behind and come nearer to nature. All life's experience is shed from us and the soul becomes anew what it once was and will surely be again

djetinjasto osje?anje, nema zbora, ali kad god se udaljimo od društvenih obzira i približimo prirodi, i nehotice postajemo djeca; sve što je ste?eno otpada s duše i ona opet postaje onakva kakva je bila neko? i kakva ?e, zacijelo, opet jednom biti.

Ah! Nature is so fair a thing, Clad with the Sunshine and the Spring!

For seven years he had lived bound to her,his every step subject to her scrutiny. She might as well have chained iron balls to his ankles. Suddenly his step was much lighter. He soared. He had entered Parmenides' magic field: he was enjoying the sweet lightness of being''.

Tereza realized, she positively enjoyed being welcome into the day by Karenin. Waking up was sheer delight for him: he always showed a naive and simple amazement at the discovery that he was back on earth; he was sincerely pleased (..describing how Karenin, Tereza's pet dog welcomed each day)

and I felt years, cares, sorrows, thousands of gray scales peeling off me...

Ainsi m'étais-je petit à petit habitué au fait que ma vie avait perdu sa continuité, qu'elle m'était tombée des mains et qu'il ne me resterait plus qu'à commencer enfin à être, même dans mon for intérieur, là où je me trouvais réellement et sans appel.

CredeÈ›i c? trecutul e terminat È™i de neschimbat pentru simplul motiv c? a fost? Nicidecum, veÈ™mântul lui e confecÈ›ionat dintr-o tafta cu nuanÈ›e schimb?toare È™i de fiecare dat? când revenim asupra lui îl vedem în alte culori.

Sneg je uvek beo, ali je svake godine druga?iji. Tako je i sa ljubavlju. Nije važno koliko je stara, nego da li se menja ili ne. Ako kažeš: moja ljubav je ve? tri godine ista, znaj da ti je ljubav umrla. Ljubav živi samo dok se menja. Kad prestane da se menja, to je kraj.

Change according to the Spirit all your priorities, and then joy is your own.

Let others, worn with living / And living's aftermath, / Take Sleep to heal the heart's distress, / Take Love to be their comfortress, / Take Song or Food or Fancy Dress, / But I shall take a Bath.

Don´t be unnecessarily burdened by the past. Go on closing the chapters that you have read; there is no need to go back again and again.

Yet if we are to live fully, we must love as though we've never been hurt, dream as though our hopes have never been dashed, and take steps toward the future as though life has never given us pain.

Love frees us to embrace all of our history, the history in which all things are being made new.

The art world loves to throw things out and bring new things in. There's always this new circle of artists entering every five years.

And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old love comes to meet me, in the dawning and the dew.

Love can change everything.

Friends you have, people you love, die and are born again.

I found myself again and then found love.

I've been starting in new places year after year after year. It's just like when I went to Greece or the Philippines. I love when people think I'm a new artist. It's a chance to start over.

Love's a fire that needs renewal Of fresh beauty for its fuel.