Quotes About Cycle

Death is the destiny and outcome of life's journey, but not the destination since thereupon starts another journey.

Each Day ends to start again and stays that in a natural process and practice.

Every Birth brings its Death with it; no one can escape from it.

Every day in the world is someone's Birthday and someone's Deathday.

Every start has an end since its result, whether it is happy or sad.

Just understand, whatever flies, it doesn't matter when, but that lands back.

The birth takes place without a dress; whereas, burial travels with the shroud.

It was only leaves and branches.

Yes, you crows, Once in a while There's a need for housecleaning, But not only in Nara. It's nature's way To make everything new again. So spring can rise from the ground, We burn leaves, We burn fields. Sometimes we want snow to fall, Sometimes we want a housecleaning. Oh, you crows! Feast away! What a spread! Soup straight from the eye sockets, And thick red sake. But don't have too much Or you'll surely get drunk.

La alternancia del auge y el declive es una ley universal. La prosperidad eterna no existe. El día de la derrota es el inicio de la victoria; y el día de la victoria es el inicio de la derrota que se experimentará algún día

Living does not undo life. Death does not, either. Life and death are not either-or.

I am time, the destroyer of all; I have come to consume the world.

A nova carne viva repetia a velha por brincadeira, éramos uma cadeia de sombras sempre encenada com a mesma carga de amor, de ódio, de vontades e de violência.

Nothing is born, nothing dies.

Dans la nature rien ne se crée, rien ne se perd, tout change. In nature nothing is created, nothing is lost, everything changes.

And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth's noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night

Oh, so soon we'd tire of sunshine, If there were never night.

He had become a character in a play, same story, over and over.

Porque tudo que é vivo morre.

Old men are children for a second time.

The light of the day is followed by night, as a shadow follows a body.

The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.

The future is the past returning through another gate.

Life itself means to separate and to be reunited, to change form and condition, to die and to be reborn. It is to act and to cease, to wait and to rest, and then to begin acting again, but in a different way. And there are always new thresholds to cross: the threshold of summer and winter, of season or a year, of a month of a night; the thresholds of birth, adolescence, maturity and old age; the threshold of death and that of the afterlife -- for those who believe in it.