Quotes About Growth

I don't have a lot of regrets about the way I've lived my life. Not because I haven't made mistakes - I've made plenty. But what's the point of regret? You can't undo the past.

Why are men reluctant to become fathers? They aren't through being children.

How many of us are the same as we were at seventeen? Or even at twenty-five? We learn, we grow, and hopefully become better and wiser women. That's not something to regret. It's something to celebrate.

I know I have this judgmental side that I'm often fighting against. But today I recognized the depths of my assumptions about people. What I envision is nothing remotely similar to the reality. Humility hurts. Coming home is disturbing.

What comes from sorrow, watered by tears, grows something of beauty. A salt garden. And so this I leave behind. A harvest for those who find their way into my life and I into theirs.

We are who are, Memory Thibodeaux," he said. "Because of who we've been.

Returning home is the most difficult part of long-distance hiking; You have grown outside the puzzle and your piece no longer fits.

Facing our fears, skeletons, and mistakes is paramount in finding ourselves-in living with ourselves. Once it's done, that fear will be laid to rest, and she'll be stronger for having dealt with it and have more peace becausse she's not carrying the weight of that fear every day and night.

We all have value and the right to find as much peace with ourselves and our flaws and weaknesses as possible. Why would forgiveness be so important to God if we didn't need it all the time? He knew we would need it from Him, but also from us for ourselves and for others. When we get peace with our weakest areas, we'll find new ways to build on our strongest areas.

when you figure out where you're messing up and you hate that behavior bad enough, that's where all the good parts of you begin.

But how can those who violently experience hatred, despair, chaos, nothingness, or love, who burn with each passion and gradually die with each and in each, those who can only breathe on heights, who are always alone, especially when they are with others - how can they grow in linear fashion and crystallize into a system?

In any of the arts, you never stop learning.

Everybody knows that once you past it, you can't go back.

Maybe deep down inside we were all still in our formative years. Maybe it was never too late for any of us to change.

if you trust in the process, forget about all the bells and whistles and just put in the work, disparate things can eventually come together and become something far greater than the sum of their parts.

Every four seconds a baby boomer turns fifty

I took three years off. I differentiated myself from the industry. Found my identity - sort of... I haven't graduated yet. I'm not legitimately educated yet, but maybe one day.

She liked talking to him, and the rest was irrelevant. People changed over their lives after all, becoming thinner or heavier, balder or more grey. It was their essence that mattered most

Gli eventi della vita ci cambiano. Come se la nostra anima - sempre che l'anima esista - fosse fatta di una plastilina che viene costantemente rimodellata.

Travel empties out everything you've into the box called your life, all the things you accumulate to tell you who you are

Sometimes, we have to give birth to our children twice....Once your child becomes the "garbage" other parents are afraid of, you never look at any teen, or yourself, the same again. All you see is the child they once were.

These are the kinds of regrets all women have, mistakes and missteps, paths not chosen, opportunities gone. Youth gone. Forever. And until I honestly acknowledge how this regret feels, acknowledge that I'm not okay with how some of my life went, it's like having a fake past, and a fake present, which is surely a prescription for a fake future.

There are lots of ways to lose yourself—motherhood's just one of them.

Are you a degenerate, Fisher?" "I'm working on it.