Quotes About Growth

The problem with good things that happen is that very often they disguise themselves as awful things. It would be lovely, wouldn't it, whenever you're going through something difficult, if someone could just tap you on the shoulder and say, "Don't worry, it's completely worth it. It seems like absolutely horrible crap now, but I promise it will all come good in the end

Just do something. You might make a mistake, then you can fix it. But if you do

Dieu avait fait en sorte de rendre les adolescents insupportables pour que les parents se réjouissent lorsqu'ils quittent le nid familial.

Comment aurais-tu pu apprécier à quel point la vie peut être belle, si elle n'avait jamais été pourrie?

Al die jaren hebben je gebracht waar je nu bent, hield ze zichzelf voor. Die jaren waren onontbeerlijk geweest. Als je gelukkig was geboren, hoe wist je dan wat het betekende om gelukkig te zijn? Hoe kon je je fijne leventje waarderen als je nooit in de shit had gezeten?

The view from up here is different,' said Robert Carrier, extending his wing. 'When you look at things the same way you've always done, nothing changes.

But all those years . . . all those years, she told herself, got you where you are now. All those years were necessary. If you were just happy from the day you were born, how would you ever know? How would you appreciate how good life could be if it had never been crap?

read. Because every day with a book is slightly better than one without, and I wish you nothing but the happiest of days.

But doing something new is so hard. And a few things can help.

Just do something. You might make a mistake, then you can fix it. But if you do nothing, you can't fix anything. And your life might turn out full of regrets.

We'd even devised the Buffy scale of life relationships: you start off wanting Xander, spend your twenties going out with Spike and setttle down with giles.

Anything that spreads books and brings about more books, I would say it is good. Good medicine, not bad.

A change in bad habits leads to a change in life.

Wie oft wohl muss einer das, was er weiß, noch einmal lernen, wieder und wieder entdecken, wie viele Verkleidungen abreißen, bis er Dinge wirklich versteht bis auf die Knochen? Reicht überhaupt eine Lebenszeit dafür aus?

How many times, he wonders, must a person relearn everything he knows, rediscovering it over and over, and how many coverings must be torn away before he's finally able to truly grasp things, to understand them to the bone? Is a human lifetime long enough? His lifetime, or anyone else's?

Sich vom Wünschen zu verabschieden, ist im Alter wahrscheinlich das, was man am schwersten lernt.

I will never look at you in the same way ever again. I'll never be that girl again. The girl who comes running back every time you push her away, the girl who loves you anyway.

For me, it was almost like winter didn't count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers.

It was a summer I would never, ever forget. It was the summer everything began. It was the summer I turned pretty. Because for the first time, I felt it. Pretty, I mean. Every summer up to this one, I believed it'd be different. Life would be different. And that summer, it finally was.

It will get easier each time, I think. I hope. I just have to keep trying.

Things weren't the same with us, not right away, and maybe not ever. We were growing up. We were still figuring out how to be in each other's lives without being everything to each other.

Families shrink and expand. All you can really do is be glad for it, glad for each other, for as long as you have each other.

It wouldn't kill you to get out of your comfort zone a little bit.

I don't want to be afraid anymore. I want to be brave. I want... life to start happening. I want to fall in love and want a boy to fall in love with me back -Lara Jean