Quotes About Growth

But it wasn't going to kill him. It wasn't sexy, but it was real, and that was what mattered now. No more fantasies—that was life after Fillory.

would have to find something else, he thought mazily. Something new. Couldn't stay here anymore. Couldn't go back. Only forward.

Boys were so unstable that way, full of buggy, self-contradictory code, pathetically unoptimized.

it wasn't that things were harder than you thought they were going to be, it was that they were hard in ways that you didn't expect.

She was starting to suspect that facing up to the nightmare of the past is what gives you the power to build your future,

But at the same time I could feel the ordeal remaking me. You know? Like the desert itself was smelting me, melting away weaknesses and impurities and extracting what was hard and true.

She was used to doing a lot with a little. Now that she had a lot, she was going to work wonders with it. And she did.

No hay nada que le guste más a un adicto en recuperación que otro le cuente lo mal que lo pasó en los viejos tiempos y lo bajo que llegó a caer. Que empiece la fiesta.

That was the thing about the world: it wasn't that things were harder than you thought they were going to be, it was that they were hard in ways that you didn't expect. To

He showed her a wonderful garden, where all the thoughts and feelings that had ever been thought and felt existed in the form of plants, blooming and green as they passed through people's minds and lived in their hearts, and then drying up and turning brown and crisp as they passed out of mind, sometimes to bloom again in another season, sometimes gone forever.

It was late May,

There is really no end to life's little humiliations,

You deal with it, and you get on with your life. "Little children don't know that. Magical thinking: that's what Freud called it. Once we learn otherwise we cease to be children. The separation of word and thing is the essential fact on which our adult lives are founded.

It was still possible that five years from now, when they were more or less over their post-traumatic stress disorder, they'd all get a big kick out of getting together and talking about it.

Though I feel like were only just about to get started. We wouldn't star over, we'd just start.

It was pretty clear to him now that if she'd ever loved him, back then, it wasn't just the person he was, it was for the person that might one day become. Maybe that's who he was now.

He wasn't very far from the bitter, angry teenager he'd been in Brooklyn, before this all started, and thank God for that. But the funny thing was that after all this time he still didn't think that that miserable teenager had been wrong. He didn't disagree with him -he still felt solidarity with him in major points

The problem with growing up," Quentin said, "is that once you're grown up, people who aren't grown up aren't fun anymore.

It's not the worst thing in the world, admitting you need help. is it?

He showed her a wonderful garden, where all the thoughts and feelings that had ever been thought and felt existed in the form of plants, blooming and green as they passed through people's minds and lived in their hearts, and then drying up and turning brown and crisp as they passed out of mind, sometimes to bloom again in another season, sometimes gone forever. It

The silver years of the Chatwins are long ago now, and the years since have been forged from baser metals. You

shake him up. Get him out of his comfort zone so he could stop sneering at everybody else who was out of theirs. Get him thinking about something besides his own neuroses for a change.

You had to face yourself and deal with your shit, that's how you got somewhere.

had only been at SUM a year