Quotes About Cycle

Yes, another April; in a way, in this story, it is always April.

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations.

Life is like a turning wheel: you can't always be on the top. Sooner or later you wind up on the bottom.

As soon as I accept that you're gone, you're back.

The dark of night does not come after the golden glow of the day's sun but before it.

Break up, to make up, that's all we do. First you love me, then you hate me, that's a game for fools.

Sadness and gladness succeed each other

It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection

Friends are like seasons they come and they go.

Karma is like a rubber-band: it can only stretch so far before it comes back and smacks you in the face.

He that slays shall be slain.

And now I'm right back where I started. Sober and miserable.

You make the beds, you do the dishes, and six months later you have to start all over again

I logout from FB reason: I am bored. After 5min I signed in reason: I am bored.

Only with the death it comes what's new, if the germen doesn't die, the plant will not be born.

Death came, Death went, but Commerce flowed Eternal.

Death in its way comes just as much of a surprise as birth.

It was autumn, the springtime of death.

He that dies this year is quit for the next.

Everything goes through the cycle of birth, growth, maturation, decay and death. But all of this is an illusion. Everything we see is an illusion.

In the end we just realize there's no end. It just goes on forever, in countlessly new forms. That's what's wonderful about the universe there's no escape from living. Death doesn't even end it.

The state between birth and death is not sympathetic. It is a flow system. Whatever your conscious level is, that is how you will reincarnate.

Soon is the struggle past, and to the earth, To the eternal sun, I render back These atoms, joined in me for pain and pleasure.

The death of a young wolfe doth never come too soon.