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Quotes About Renewal

don't trust renewals of the human race when curias and courts speak of them.
~ Umberto Eco
Si vede che la conversione trasforma anche i tratti del viso oltre a quelli dell'anima.
~ Umberto Eco
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~ Umberto Eco
And we shall all be changed in the twinkling of an eye.
~ Ursula Dubosarsky
The Discipline of Study helps us 'renew our minds' through intentional learning so that we have the mind of Christ, seeing people, situations, and events as God views them.
~ Valerie E Hess
As he spoke, Daagoo realized that in these two women, whom he once thought of as helpless and weak, he had rediscovered the inner strength that had deserted him the winter before. Now, somehow, he knew that he never would believe himself to be old and weak again. Never!
~ Velma Wallis
Finding the women alive would give The People a second chance and that, perhaps, was what he hoped for most.
~ Velma Wallis
Toti sunteti tristi!... Dar peste saizeci de zile va fi primavara... Atmosfera, temperatura, dispozitia - toate vor urca in sus... Semintele vor rasari... Vor gadila vaginul... Indragostit-va... Nu trebuie sa disperati...
~ Venedikt Erofeev
The poet must rethink her writing activities in such a way as to désoublier (to unforget), détaire (to unsilence), déterrer (to unbury), se désaveugler (to unbind), se dessourdier (to undeafen), in an endeavor to displace all that has been repressed, incorporated, appropriated. This is the poet's way of fighting.
~ Verena Andermatt Conley
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.
~ Victor Hugo
All the human and animal manure which the world wastes, if returned to the land, instead of being thrown into the sea, would suffice to nourish the world.
~ Victor Hugo
A people, like stars, are entitled to eclipse. All is well, provided the light returns and the eclipse does not become endless night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is the same as the survival of the soul.
~ Victor Hugo
Love is an old invention but it is one that is always new. Make the most of it.
~ Victor Hugo
J'étais dans la mort; tu m'as remise dans la vie. Toi là, c'est le ciel à côté de moi. Donne-moi ta main, que je touche Dieu!
~ Victor Hugo
The Grave and The Rose The Grave said to the Rose, What of the dews of dawn, Love's flower, what end is theirs? And what of spirits flown, The souls whereon doth close The tomb's mouth unawares? The Rose said to the Grave. The Rose said, In the shade From the dawn's tears is made A perfume faint and strange, Amber and honey sweet. And all the spirits fleet Do suffer a sky-change, More strangely than the dew, To God's own angels new, The Grave said to the Rose
~ Victor Hugo
the winter always bears away with it a portion of our sadness;
~ Victor Hugo
Children have their morning song as well as birds.
~ Victor Hugo
In spring, sad souls grow light, as light falls into cellars at midday.
~ Victor Hugo
How pretty it is here! It was an awful hovel, but she felt free.
~ Victor Hugo
On emerging from that black and deformed thing which is called the galleys, the Bishop had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on emerging from the dark. The future life, the possible life which offered itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like
~ Victor Hugo
Come fu che le loro labbra s'incontrarono? Come avviene che l'uccello canta, che la neve si scioglie, che la rosa sboccia, che maggio dà i suoi fiori, che l'alba imbianca dietro gli alberi neri le cime frementi delle colline? Un bacio, e fu tutto.
~ Victor Hugo
Peoples, like planets, possess the right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night.
~ Victor Hugo
Peoples, like planets, possess the right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is identical with the persistence of the I.
~ Victor Hugo
Sa beauté, en ce moment-là augmentée de sa fierté, était un resplendissement, et, comme s'il ne pouvait pas plus être fatigué que blessé, après les effrayantes vingt-quatre heures qui venaient de s'écouler, il était vermeil et rose.
~ Victor Hugo