Quotes About Renewal

Life always offers you a second chance. It's called tomorrow!

Sei la mia migliore amica, il meglio di me, e non riesco a immaginare di rinunciare di nuovo a te. [...] Forse non capisci, ma ti ho dato la parte migliore di me, e dopo che te ne sei andata niente è più stato come prima. [...] So che hai paura, ho paura anch'io. Ma se lasciamo che tutto questo finisca, se fingiamo che non sia mai accaduto, non sono sicuro che ci verrà data un'alta occasione. [...] Siamo ancora giovani. Abbiamo ancora tempo per ricominciare come si deve.

we fill the nothing with suns, line them up, swallow sap, swallow field, drop by drop, each stem a pump. Rose to rose to rose to rose to rose to rose to rose, calyx & anther, all summer gone.

A couple of months ago, I became depressed by the realization that I'd forgotten pretty much everything I've ever read. I have, however, bounced back: I am now cheered by the realization that if I've forgotten everything I've ever read then I can read some of my favorite books again as if for the first time .

You wouldn't believe that so much could change just because a relationship ended.

He was hoping that when this was all over, his spiritual overdraft would have been paid off, and he'd be allowed to use the cash machine again.

They were expressions of who he was and what he'd become, and he couldn't do anything about any of it, apart from retrace his steps back and back and back, until he was fifteen or ten or three years old, and start again.

I love every second of the play. I drink it, like someone with dehydration might drink a glass of iced water. I love being made to think about something else other than my work and my marriage, and I love its wit and its seriousness, and I vow for the millionth time to nourish myself in this way on a more regular basis

Because it is so hard to keep the world going. There is always the temptation to abandon the effort altogether. For there is always the sowing and the harvesting, the building and the repairing, the falling down and the rising up again. Every day, everything has to be done all over again. In our world, it is always Monday morning.

Every day in the human body, some 10 billion cells die and are replaced by new cells. The cells that die do not meet a violent unpremeditated end, but are removed silently and unnoticed by apoptosis, all evidence of their demise eaten by neighbouring cells. This means that apoptosis balances cell division

Sometimes I forget that the world is not on the same schedule as I. That everything is not dying, or that if it is dying it will return to life, what with a little sun and the usual encouragement. Sometimes I think: I am older than this tree, older than this bench, older than the rain. And yet. I'm not older than the rain. It's been falling for years and after I go it will keep on falling.

In the months after the relationship ends, a person can seem to grow at a lightning rate, like in a nature documentary where weeks of footage is run at high speed to show a plant unfurling in seconds, but in reality the person has been growing all along, under the surface, and it is only in their new freedom, in their hair-raising aloneness, that the person can allow for these underground things to break through and unfurl themselves in the light.

I knew that to find and to feel Yoav again would be terribly painful, because of what had become of him, and because of what I knew he could ignite in me, a vitality that was excruciating because like a flare it lit up the emptiness inside me and exposed what I always secretly knew about myself: how much time I'd spent being only partly alive, and how easily I'd accepted a lesser life.

Try to live as though it were morning

it is not unusual to sift through ashes and find an unburnt picture

Love's feet are always pleased to step on ashes.

This, I thought, is how great visionaries and poets see everything--as if for the first time. Each morning they see a new world before their eyes; they do not really see it, they create it.

Die every day. Be born every day. Deny everything you have every day. The superior virtue is not to be free but to fight for freedom.

Nu-i r?spundeam; ascultându-l pe Zorbas, simÈ›eam c? lumea îÈ™i recap?t? fericirea în fiecare clip?. Lucruri de zi cu zi, p?lite de mult, îÈ›i rec?p?tau str?lucirea pe care o avuseser? la început, când ieÈ™ir? din mâinile Domnului. Apa, femeia, pâinea reveneau la izvorul primordial, tainic, È™i roata divin? prindea din nou avânt în slava cerului.

Death, like life, dies at every moment and is born again at every moment.

I have to constantly re-identify myself to myself, reactivate my own standards, my own convictions about what I'm doing and why.

Eventually, I'll have to start breathing the air in today's New York again, but on the other hand, perhaps I won't have to. I'll find another book I love and disappear into it. Wish me luck.

Aidan to Jude: What's wrong with running away if where you were didn't suit you? Doesn't it follow you're funning to something else? Something that does suit you?

Change was as much about loss as gain, about giving something up even as you reached for something new or different. The world was opening up, not closing in.