Quotes About Renewal

It's gonna hurt, now, " said Amy. "anything dead coming back to life hurts.

Watch birth and death:The lotus has alreadyOpened its flower.

Death is the force that will create your new life. It is a mechanism of transformation. Welcome it.

... [They] took it upon themselves to start the laborious process of cranking up life again, after death has stopped us all in its tracks.

Mist to mist, drops to drops. For water thou art, and unto water shalt thou return.

In the end, the slow decay of the body didn't matter. We all continue on, renewing ourselves, through our offspring. They are what matter. They are what survives.

I feel more alive now than I did while on earth. I am coming to terms with the notion that death is truly another word for opportunity.

Until a seed falls to the ground and dies, it does not become a tree that later yields many fruits and multitude of seeds. We must embrace the thought of death for us to have greater lives.

Saying of the ProphetDeathDie before your death.

To inspire is to give life. To expire is to give death.

He tried to think of death as he had done now and then, but that tired him and he dozed off. When he awoke an hour later, he felt fresh and calm as though he had slept for days.

A man who lives long enough will be a boy twice.

If you continue to dig the same hole in the same place in your life, eventually you will be standing in a grave.

An upturned life is righted in the box.

Death is the dance of Life.

I am just a leaf. Just a leaf falling from the tree so that a new bud may grow.

Somewhere, somehow, something arises out of the ashes of our losses to remind us that nothing ever ceases. Nothing ever vanishes. Nothing ever comes to nothing.

Everyday as we die, we must be reborn. If there were no death, life would be meaningless.

There is no such thing as death In nature nothing dies: From each sad moment of decay Some forms of life arise.

Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.

I feel a frantic desire to free myself. To start all over again and in another way.

It is only by frequent deaths of ourselves and our self-centered desires that we can come to live more fully.

Repentance and desires after holiness never be separated.