Quotes About Growth

The civilization of one epoch becomes the manure of the next.

Young writers if they are to mature require a period of between three and seven years in which to live down their promise. Promise is like the mediaeval hangman who after settling the noose, pushed his victim off the platform and jumped on his back, his weight acting a drop while his jockeying arms prevented the unfortunate from loosening the rope. When he judged him dead he dropped to the ground.

Life is a maze in which we take the wrong turning before we have learnt to walk.

If you asked me for my New Year Resolution, it would be to find out who I am.

Religion promotes the divine discontent within oneself, so that one tries to make oneself a better person and draw oneself closer to God.

The very exercise of leadership fosters capacity for it.

In our springtime there is no better, there is no worse. Blossoming branches burgeon as the must. Some are long, some are short.' Stay upright. Stay with life.

In our springtime there is no better, there is no worse. Blossoming branches burgeon as they must. Some are long, some are short. Stay upright. Stay with life.

Learn a new language and get a new soul.

Since that moment when in a house with low eaves A doctor from the town cut the navel-string And pears dotted with white mildew Reposed in their nests of luxurious weeds I have been in the hands of humans.

No creature is fully itself till it is, like the dandelion, opened in the bloom of pure relationship to the sun, the entire living cosmos.

How sure I feel, how warm and strong and happy For the future! How sure the future is within me; I am like a seed with a perfect flower enclosed....

Your relationship may be "Breaking Up," but you won't be "Breaking Down." If anything your correcting a mistake that was hurting four people, you and the person your with, not to mention the two people who you were destined to meet.

if we have these personal problems, we must live with them and see how time brings some kind of personal evolution rather than a solution.

In a new friend we start life anew, for we create a new edition of ourselves and so become, for the time being, a new creature.

When you are young you are too busy with yourself - so Caroline thought - you haven't time for ordinary little things

I find pleasure in cynicism, the habit is growing. Let it grow, it is a fine protection against the world.

Don't be frightened of life, it's good. Make friends with life...

According to this book I have been sowing the seeds of complexes and cultivating inhibitions in Bryan and Betty ever since they were a few months old. Feel much worried about this, but decide that it is too late now to do anything, and that Bryan and Betty must just take their chance.

Mrs. Parsons says, 'I know exactly what you mean but I envy you all the same. I envy you going to new places every few years – meeting new people and making new friends. It is such an interesting thing to study people, to get inside their skins and see life from their point of view. And you can do it. Some people travel all over the world and see nothing. They go about clad in a thick fog of their own making through which no impressions can penetrate

It was humility, thought Rhoda. That was the key-note of Bel's character. Rhoda had never prized this virtue—she had thought it overrated—but now she realised, that she had been mistaken. Humility was not just an absence of pride, it was not a negative virtue, it was a definite "fruit of the spirit". False humility was horrible of course (vide Uriah Heep) but real humility, growing from within, was beautiful.

Roger reflected that it was a pity children had to grow up; by this time next year Stephen would be a schoolboy and the childish innocence would have vanished . . . but one could not help it of course. One could only do one's best to see that the child grew into a boy and the boy into a man smoothly, and with the least possible suffering . . . and that there were as few "nasty things" as possible in his cupboard of memory to roll out unexpectedly and make him uncomfortable.

Humility was not just an absence of pride, it was not a negative virtue, it was a definite "fruit of the spirit". False humility was horrible of course (vide Uriah Heep) but real humility, growing from within, was beautiful.

It happens when you're eighteen," said Anne thoughtfully. "You'll be eighteen next year." "But I don't want it to happen!" cried Nell in alarm. "I couldn't go out to parties and — and talk to people — and go downstairs to dinner and all that." "Perhaps when you're eighteen —" "Not when I'm eighty! I'd rather things went on just as they are for ever.