Quotes About Cycle

Robert Frost captured a deep truth when he wrote, "Something there is that doesn't love a wall." Because your self-preservation instinct keeps telling you, "Unless you have walls you are not safe," unconsciously you keep building them. Later, you struggle with them. This is an endless cycle.

you were not just born one day. It took a little over nine months before you could become a full life. Similarly, even one's exit does not happen just like that. Life exits the body in stages. Usually

All things from eternity are of like forms and come round in a circle.

In no great while you will be no one and nowhere, and nothing that you now behold will be in existence, nor will anyone now alive. For it is in the nature of all things to change and alter and perish, so that others may arise in their turn.

23. Nature takes substance and makes a horse. Like a sculptor with wax. And then melts it down and uses the material for a tree. Then for a person. Then for something else. Each existing only briefly. It does the container no harm to be put together, and none to be taken apart.

There is a kind of river of things passing into being and Time is a violent torrent. For no sooner is each seen, than it has been carried away, and another is being carried by, and that, too, will be carried away.

I walk in Nature's way until I shall lie down and rest, breathing my last in this from which I draw my daily breath, and lying down on this from which my father drew his vital seed, my mother her blood, my nurse her milk; from which for so many years I am fed and watered day by day; which bears my footstep and my misusing it for so many purposes.

I am made up of substance and what animates it, and neither one can ever stop existing, any more than it began to. Every portion of me will be reassigned as another portion of the world, and that in turn transformed into another. Ad infinitum. I was produced through one such transformation, and my parents too, and so on back. Ad infinitum. N.B.: Still holds good, even if the world goes through recurrent cycles.

Every portion of me will be reassigned as another portion of the world, and that in turn transformed into another. Ad infinitum.

Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the Universe loves nothing so much as to change the things which are and to make new things like them. For everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be. But thou art thinking only of seeds which are cast into the earth or into a womb: but this is a very vulgar notion.

as the heaps of sand piled on one another hide the former sands, so in life the events which go before are soon covered by those which come after.

Think of how many people have died, and how many more animals have been killed and eaten by humans and each other, yet the Earth is not overflowing with corpses. Life continually renews itself. * * *

The winds blow upon the trees, and their leaves fall upon the ground. Then do the trees begin to bud again, and by the spring-time they put forth new branches. So is the generation of men; some come into the world, and others go out of it.' Of these leaves then thy children are. And they also that applaud thee so gravely, or, that applaud thy speeches, with that their usual acclamation

that everything has always been the same, and keeps recurring, and it makes no difference whether you see the same things recur in a hundred years or two hundred, or in an infinite period; ii. that the longest-lived and those who will die soonest lose the same thing. The present is all that they can give up, since that is all you have, and what you do not have, you cannot lose.

Todo ser, en cierto modo, es el germen de otro que de él ha de renacer. Pero tú no sueles imaginarte más semillas que las que se echan en la tierra o en la matriz: y esto es ser demasiado ingenuo.

that the death of earth, is water, and the death of water, is air; and the death of air, is fire; and so on the contrary.

Death is such as generation is, a mystery of nature; a composition out of the same elements, and a decomposition into the same;

Heraclitus never be out of thy mind, that the death of earth, is water, and the death of water, is air; and the death of air, is fire; and so on the contrary. Remember him also who

Everything's destiny is to change, to be transformed, to perish. So that new things can be born.

There is a river of creation, and time is a violent stream. As soon as one thing comes into sight, it is swept past and another is carried down: it too will be taken on its way.

the seasons of life

Soon it will be daybreak. Soon the day will break. I can't stop it from breaking in the same way it always does, and then from lying there broken; always the same day, which comes around again like clockwork. It begins with the day before the day before, and then the day before, and then it's the day itself. A Saturday. The breaking day. The day the butcher comes.

The Wheel of Fortune rotates, fickle as the moon. Soon those who were down will move upwards. And vice versa, of course

You think you can get rid of things, and people too--leave them behind. You don't know yet about the habit they have, of coming back.