Quotes About Growth

For this my mother wrapped me warm, And called me home against the storm, And coaxed my infant nights to quiet, And gave me roughage in my diet, And tucked me in my bed at eight, And clipped my hair, and marked my weight, And watched me as I sat and stood: That I might grow to womanhood To hear a whistle and drop my wits And break my heart to clattering bits.

Relationships do not remain static and what might have been satisfying to them both in the past sufficed no longer.

It probably takes many years of monastic practice to equal the spiritual growth generated by one sleepless night with a sick child.

I was quite stuck by the Dali Lama's phrase of passing through difficulties. We often feel that suffering will engulf us, it that suffering will never end, but if we can realize that it, too, will pass, or as the Buddhists say, that it is impermanent, we can survive them more easily, and perhaps what we have to learn from them, find meaning in then, so that we come out the other side, not embittered but emboldened. The depth of our suffering can also result in the height of our joy.

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.

The bird that would soar above the plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings.

Time affords us the ability to blame past errors on others while whole heartedly pronouncing our futures successes.

He had a nasty feeling that that might be an idiotic thing to do, but he did it anyway, and sure enough it had turned out to be an idiotic thing to do. You live and learn. At any rate, you live.

Ten million years, Earthman, can you conceive of that kind of time span? A galactic civilization could grow from a single worm five times over in that time. Gone." He paused. "Well, that's bureaucracy for you

Sempre há um momento em que você começa a se desapaixonar, seja por uma pessoa ou uma ideia ou uma causa, mesmo que seja um momento que você só narra para si mesmo anos após o acontecimento: uma coisinha pequena, uma palavra errada, uma nota desafinada, que significa que as coisas nunca mais serão exatamente as mesmas.

The teacher usually learns more than the pupil. Isn't that true?" "It would be hard to learn much less than my pupils," came a low growl from somewhere on the table, "without undergoing a prefrontal lobotomy.

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be." ? Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

He knew that one of the things he was supposed to do as a parent was to show trust in his child, to build a sense of trust and confidence into the bedrock of relationship between them. He had had a nasty feeling that that might be an idiotic thing to do, but he did it anyway, and sure enough it had turned out to be an idiotic thing to do. You live and learn. At any rate, you live.

Ten million years, Earthman . . . can you conceive of that kind of time span? A galactic civilization could grow from a single worm five times over in that time. Gone.' He paused.

Very few things actually get manufactured these days, because in an infinitely large Universe such as, for instance, the one in which we live, most things one could possibly imagine and a lot of things one would rather not, grow somewhere.

The teacher usually learns more than the pupils. Isn't that true? 'It would be hard to learn much less than my pupils,' came a low growl from somewhere on the table, 'without undergoing a pre-frontal lobotomy.

I went mad for a while," said Ford, "did me no end of good.

Evolution? they said to themselves, Who needs it?

I seldom end up where I wanted to go, but almost always end up where I need to be.

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Bir Ä°sviçre Peyniri Bitkisiyle bile yeterince uzun süre yaln?z kald???nda kendini rahats?z hissedip utanmay? baÅŸarabilen Arthur için bu an, kesintisiz bir ayd?nlanma an?yd?.

He had had a nasty feeling that that might be an idiotic thing to do, but he did it anyway, and sure enough it had turned out to be an idiotic thing to do. You live and learn. At any rate, you live. You also panic.

Besides, she told herself, taking a deep breath, if life had taught her anything it was this: Never go back for your bag.

If there's one thing that life's taught me," said Tricia, "it's never go back for your bag.