Quotes About Cycle

You won't find me. I am returning to the cycle of nature while I still can. I don't want to see the end of the future. Tell my father I'm glad he has cancer. Goodbye.

All things are in motion and nothing is at rest. … You cannot go into the same [river] twice.

Things flourish, each by each, only to return to the Source . . . to what is and what is to be. To return to the root is to find peace. To find peace is to fulfill one's destiny.

Let go of a desire to force anyone or anything, and choose instead to consciously be part of the cyclical pattern of nature.

Rivers and streams are born of the ocean, and all creation is born of the Tao. Just as all water flows back to become the ocean, all creation flows back to become the Tao.

Was this what he had been seeking? He had reached the point where always there was only one thing: drink, and more drink, till amnesty came; and tomorrow, drink again.

The world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain; And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown Can never come over again, Sweet wife. No, never come over again.

The world goes up and the world goes down, the sunshine follows the rain; and yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown can never come over again.

There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.

every day, no matter what I'd painted the day before, I got a new canvas, washed white. 'Cause each night the tide rolled in, scrubbed it clean, and receded, taking the stains with it.

I had forgotten: this is what it feels like to live in time. The lurching forward, the sensation of falling of a cliff into darkness, and then landing abruptly, surprised, confused, and then starting the whole process again in the next moment, doing that over and over again, falling into each instant of time and then climbing back up only to repeat the process.

...See Hieracium's various tribe, Of plumy seed and radiate flowers, The course of Time their blooms describe, And wake or sleep appointed hours....

Cruel leaders are replaced only to have new leaders turn cruel.

have a wish. It as a fear as well - that in my end will be my beginning.

Such is the way of things, all order passing into chaos, given time enough.

It's the place where things are born, where they begin. Think about how a black hole absorbs energy and then releases it as something new and alive.

It seemed as alive in its dying as a hive of bees was in its life.

The sun tires of summer and sighs itself into autumn.

I believe the future is only the past again, entered through another gate.

As rolling rivers never cease To pour their currents in the sea, So years succeeding years increase The ocean of eternity.

Eternity is a clock which says 'tick' in one century and 'tock' in the next.

* Monday * Tuesday * Wednesday * Thursday * Friday * I blinked * Monday

Not at home to callers Says the naked tree – Jacket due in April. Wishing you good day.

If winter wrote an autobiography, it would be mostly about the spring.