Quotes About Growth

You needed to find a way to make your world dynamic, Greer knew. Sometimes you couldn't do it yourself. Someone had to see something in you and speak to you in a way that no one else ever had.

Being a girl is so hard, Katie thought. And it only gets harder.    The

Women have to live so much of their life in the in-betweens.

So many things you never think you'll do until you do them.

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower.   

You spend a long time waiting for life to start – her past year or two filled with all these firsts, everything new and terrifying and significant – and then it does start and you realise it isn't what you'd expected, or asked for.

There is something bad here, growing. Day and night I watch it. Growing. —Sophocles, Electra

I was seventeen and there were so many things I didn't know yet, but I knew about hiding.

The very things that first draw you to a person will eventually be the very things that drive you away.

You looked like you knew a thing or two, she told me later. But were ready to learn a lot more.

The hardest thing in this world is finding out what you're capable of.

Childhood is the fiery furnace in which we are melted down to essentials and that essential shaped for good. —KATHERINE ANNE PORTER

Ages fourteen to eighteen, a girl needs something to kill all that time, that endless itchy waiting, every hour, every day for something — anything — to begin.

I was so mad when I was younger," she said. "And then you grow up and think you're not that girl anymore. The girl you were at fifteen, sixteen. Angry and nasty. Hungry for love—" "—I guess some girls are like that," Katie said, cooly. "But the thing is, you're always that girl," Hailey said, stepping out of the car. "She never goes away. She's inside you all the time. That girl is forever.

proper city growth isn't what Older wants to talk about. All he cares about are his graft hobgoblins.

Then I saw it. Little pins of light that grew larger as I watched, a city that seemed to bloom from the darkness, spreading and spreading so that I couldn't tell what was real and what was only reflection.

We do not stay as we were born, none of us." I poured a glass of wine. "We are all made. And this—what I am—was nothing but one more choice in a sea of choices.

The truth was that I'd been spending years running away from myself. I hid myself in drama, silliness, stupidity, banality. So afraid to grow up. So afraid to involve myself in relationships where I might be expected to give the same love I got - instead of sixth-grade shenanigans. I bored myself with all the when I grow up nonsense, but I was worried it would never happen even as I longed for it.

Maybe being an adult wasn't crossing some arbitrary age line into wisdom. Maybe it was like anything else - training wheels and mistakes, trial and error, and now and again that feeling that you might have wings.

Sometimes I think I'll never really belong anywhere, or trust anyone. I think I need to learn how to stop caring about that." "You can't decide not to care," Sean said. "You can only control your response." "Is that really possible?" I asked. "It really is," he said. "It even starts to get a little bit easier." "Really?" My voice sounded like a stranger's. "When?

Forgiveness and acceptance, I thought as we found a spot near the largest tree in the lobby. Although I'd been kidding with Georgia, I was pretty sure those were the keys to relationships. Everything else was just ego and hurt feelings.

But the problem with looking back when you should be walking ahead is that you usually end up walking into something that hurts.

Sometimes," Joe said after a bit, "it's just easier to keep being what everyone expects you to be. Even if that's what you're not, anymore.

When everything changes we learn who we really are. What's really important. What we want most. We discover the truth in moments of disarray.