Quotes About Growth

Life is not about perfection. It's about progress. And progress only comes with age.

Remember, you can't change what has happened to you in the past, but you can take steps to ensure a better tomorrow.

Nothing changes until the pain of remaining the same is greater than the pain of changing.

Remember that marriage is a humbling journey. When one sinner marries another sinner, there is always going to be trouble. And when these sinners have little sinnerlings, there is even more trouble?

I'd been in hairier situations than this one. Actually, it's sort of depressing, thinking how many times I'd been in them. But if experience had taught me anything, it was this: No matter how screwed up things are, they can get a whole lot worse.

Just because you start out as one thing, it doesn't mean you can't grow into something else.

Body or mind, heart or soul, we're all human, and we're supposed to feel pain. You cut yourself off from it at your own risk.

I've been a young man. Boobs are near the center of the universe, until you turn twenty-five or so. Which is also when young men's auto insurance rates go down. This is not a coincidence.

It was never too late to learn something. The past is unalterable in any event. The future is the only thing we can change. Learning the lessons of the past is the only way to shape the present and the future.

The past was gone. Nothing could change what had already been. Looking back at it, letting its wounds fester, indulging in regret was just a different, slower way to die. The living moved forward.

I finished the beer and sighed. "Arrogance," I said. "I feel stupid." "Good," Michael said. "It's good for everyone to feel that way sometimes. It helps remind you how much you still have to learn.

Sometimes the things that are good for you, in the long run, hurt for a little while when you first get to them.

Sometimes I think that's where most of us are. Fighting off the crazy as best we can. Trying to become something better than we were. It's that second bit that's important.

The One created us all to be free. To learn. To find common cause with others and to grow stronger and wiser. But the ancient enemy perverts that union of strengths. With the enemy, there is no choice, no freedom. They take. They force a joining of all things, until nothing else remains. --Doroga

The pain we feel in life always grows. When we're little, little pains hurt us. When we get bigger, we learn to handle more and more pain and carry on regardless.

There are many things you have never done," Rowl responded. "To be frightened of them is of no use to you.

I always thought it would get easier to be a person as I aged. But it just gets more and more complicated.

Nothing you ever do can change the past. Can't live your life looking backwards or you'll spend it walking in circles.

The fire of my tribulations had not simply been pain to be endured. It had been an agent of transformation. After all that I'd been through, I'd changed. Not for the worse, I was pretty sure--at least not yet. But only a moron or a freaking lunatic could have faced the things I had and remained unfazed by them.

Ah, well. There was no sense in brooding over it. Life never stays the same. There's always some kind of curveball coming at you. Nothing to do but swing away.

You already beat yourself up for enough things that aren't your fault. People who care don't want to add to that. He paused, and then added gently, But you assumed it was about you. I finished the beer and sighed. Arrogance, I said.I feel stupid. Good, Michael said. It's good for everyone to feel that way sometimes. It helps remind you how much you still have to learn.

There was a flash, a tingling pain in my head, and then a lingering, dull ache. For some reason that didn't surprise me. You don't gain knowledge without a little pain.

After the way I left, I suddenly find myself wanting very much to go home. But . . . it won't be the same when I get back. Will it?" "It will be the same," Grimm said. "You're the one who has changed.

all things exist in accord with a single truth: Large things are made of smaller things. Drops of ink are shaped into letters, letters form words, words form sentences, and sentences combine to express thought. So it is with the growth of plants that spring from seeds, as well as with walls built of many stones. So it is with mankind, as the customs and traditions of our progenitors blend together to form the foundation for our own cities, history, and way of life.