Quotes About Renewal

There was something different about her, though I could not say exactly what it was. It was as if she were more certain. If someone were sketching her they would use clear, strong lines, whereas before they might have used faint marks and more shading. She was like a fossil that's been cleaned and set so everyone can see what it is.

And what would we do, you and I, if we could know for sure That someone was there squinting through the dust, Saying nothing is lost, that everything lives on waiting only To be wanted back badly enough?

Now that I've let go of my story, I can let go of my life.

These turbines had been invented by a man named Ledroptha Curtain, who, as a young scientist, had published impressive papers on a wide variety of topics—everything from tidal energy to mapping the brain—until abruptly the papers stopped. No one heard from him for many years. Then one day he reappeared and founded the Institute, apparently having turned his genius to matters of education. There

How does one become a butterfly? You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.

Always destroy what is in you.

If every day is first day of your life, maybe you are being perpetually infantile.

Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.

One day you're going to wake up and the world won't be as dark … One day the air will change, and the sun will feel good on your face again, and when it does, I want you to let it. It won't be a betrayal. It won't mean you've stopped caring. I promise.

A SLUG IN BED WILL LOSE HIS HEAD! ARISE, PATHETIC ONE! TLALOC HAS RETURNED TO BEAT YOUR POWERS INTO YOU!

What happens if the scroll gets destroyed? Is your magic gone forever?" "No, then it comes back to me,

The flower lived.

the first time in forever.

When patterns are broken, new worlds emerge.

Never mind the disappointment. Salt water will wash it away. You will be amazed how unimportant it will seem in a week's time – how everything will fall into place.

cleared. Glasses refilled. Body

That was what he wanted, to be baked dry and hard, to feel the vaporous worries evaporating one by one, to know finally that all the damp little doubts and hesitations that covered the floor of his being were curling up and expiring in the great furnace-blast of the sun.

Spring: trees flying up to their birds

They've healed me to pieces.

rush of pine scent (once upon a time), the unlicensed conviction there ought to be another way of saying this.

she could not see how much there was to live for, that she was young and that one could build anew upon the ashes of failure

Students and instructors will reinvent the wheel by bringing back old discarded techniques, as new or new and improved.

Better to burn than to rot.

Compulsively tidy people, one is told, are always wiping the slate clean, trying to give themselves what life denies all of us, a fresh start.