Quotes About Cycle

Death, like generation, is a secret of Nature.

All that happens is as usual and familiar as the rose in spring and the crop in summer.

Death, like birth, is a secret of Nature.

Each thing is of like form from everlasting and comes round again in its cycle.

Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away.

Only in us do the dead live. Water flows downhill through us. The sun cools in our bones. We are joined with all living in one singing web of energy. In us live the dead who made us. In us live the children unborn. Breathing each other's air, drinking each other's water, eating each other's flesh, we grow like a tree from the earth.

The earth's lungs, coated in green ooze and thaw, breathed out blossom-scent and sour rot and fungus-must, wet and warm and aware, where before the air had been cold and blind, remote as the moon.

Nothing exists forever in one shape or another. You say existence – you say transformation, evolution and regress.

Roses don't die, they return to the light.

We are born to experience blossoming, ripening and wasting.

We are made from clay, water, sun, air, and dream, and we feed on clay, water, air, sun, and dream. We are rains, snows, suns, we are seasons without the right to go back.

I often ask to what place I am running, for if I am unable to identify that place it is likely that I am running in a circle of the most circular sort.

Nobody likes the phenomenon of death, and death hates the phenomenon of life

It all scares me, and it's all like clothes in a dryer that just keep rolling around in my head from one day to the next.

Rage, recover, repeat.

Its so funny whenever things come full circle.

Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be happy with myself. I worry that if I can't be happy with myself, then nobody will ever be happy with me, and that just makes me even more paranoid. It's a cycle, insecurity, low confidence, and diffidence, it's all a cycle and it's destroying me.

We all have to die, thats the beauty of life.

Birth is the beginning of death

Birth and death are not two different states, but they are different aspects of the same state. There is as little reason to deplore the one as there is to be pleased over the other.

That's the way of the world. Sometimes you eat. Sometimes you get eaten.

Ne scap? mereu câte ceva în via??, de aceea trebuie s? ne na?tem mereu.

After all Death is a Symbol that there was Life.

The moon rose in the east and that was moon-rise. Six hours later it hung at its zenith between east and west, and that was south-moon-over. It set in the west and that was moon-down. Then it passed from sight and swung under the earth, between west and east. And when it was directly under the earth, that was south-moon-under.