Quotes About Renewal

If there were no tribulation, there would be no rest; if there were no winter, there would be no summer.

From a fallen tree, make kindling.

It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it.

Youth will be served.

Age 48. — I am forty-eight years old, it is time for my life to begin.

"There's no such thing as death" — In nature, nothing dies; From each sad remnant of decay Some forms of life arise. The faded leaf that falls All sere and brown to earth, Ere long will mingle with the shapes That give the floweret birth.

The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose, new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes. Unless a man starts on the strange assumption that he has never existed before, it is quite certain that he will never exist afterward.

Like age, a new year is just a number.

Only in the early morning light of day, and of life, can we see the world without its shadows. Truth requires new beginnings.

So they must find a way to repair their broken hearts by relighting the fire that is now dull within them. They should live for that.

What the Deuteronomistic historian wanted to say is simple and powerful: there is still a way to regain the glory of the past.

Life is wide. There's room to take a new run at it.

Nista zivo covjek ne moze izgubiti, niti moze covjek biti trajno nesrecan, dok Bog daje da se dusa lijeci zaboravom, a zemlja obnavlja proljecem

But misfortunes do not last forever (this they have in common with joys) but pass away or are at least diminished and become lost in oblivion. Life on the kapia always renews itself despite everything and the bridge does not change with the years or with the centuries or with the most painful turns in human affairs. All these pass over it, even as the unquiet waters pass beneath its smooth and perfect arches.

Dan je.... samo bijela hartija, na kojoj se sve biljezi i ispisuje.... a racun se placa nocu.. na velikim, mracnim poljima nesanice. Ali tu se sve rijesava i brise... konacno i nepovratno.. Svaka preboljena patnja, nestaje tu kao rijeka ponornica ili sagori bez traga i spomena...

Ali, prole?e je. Opet prole?e. Bogat sam, miran, i mogu da ?ekam. Da, ni?eg nije bilo i ni?eg nema, jasnog i sigurnog, ali ništa nije izgubljeno ili isklju?eno, nepovratno i potpuno. Znam da u svetu ima mnogo napola otvorenih prozora u koje kuca prole?ni vetri?, sun?evih odblesaka na metalu i u vodi, praznih sedišta u kupeima, ustalasanih povorki i obasjanih lica u prolazu. Slutim i hiljade drugih i nepoznatih mogu?nosti i prilika.

i naj?eš?e pustinje imaju svoje prolje?e, pa ma kratko i neprimjetno bilo.

i najve?e pustinje imaju svoje prolje?e, pa ma kratko i neprimjetno bilo.

When you are starting your life over, with a new sense of self, who you once were is going to challenge you. Who you once were is going to dangle old carrots, old wounds and issues, in front of your face. When that happens, you will be tempted to revert to old feelings, old patterns of thought, and old patterns of behavior.

Help me to see new ways of being as I release old ways of seeing.

Once you become willing to let it all go, God will open a new space in your heart and rewire your brain to know, receive, and express love in healthy ways. I forgive myself for believing that what I made up about who they were is the truth I had to live with for years of my life.

Lives fall apart because they need to. They need to because they weren't built the right way in the first place.

The heart and the spirit also shed. They shed the emotions and experiences that we no longer need. They shed the things that stunt our growth. This, too, is an invisible process. Yet because of the energy involved, the emotional energy, we often feel the emotional and spiritual shedding. It feels as if we are dying. We are. Just like the flowers and the trees, we are dying to an old identity. This shedding, or death, is not the end of us. It is the beginning.

Sharing what you've learned and helping others is a good source of renewal.