Quotes About Growth

I reflected on the fact that no matter how good I aspired to be, I was never going to achieve perfection

Sometimes I just wanted to raise my hands and stop. But stop what? Maybe just growing up.

Sometimes you're doing really well, then, after three or four years, everything inexplicably crashes like a house of cards and you have to rebuild it. It's not like you get to a point where you're all right for the rest of your life.

We go through life. We shed our skins. We become ourselves.

The transformation of a heart is a wondrous thing, no matter how you land there.

We want things we cannot have. We seek to reclaim a certain moment, sound, sensation. I want to hear my mother's voice. I want to see my children as children. Hands small, feet swift. Everything changes. Boy grown, father dead, daughter taller than me, weeping from a bad dream. Please stay forever, I say to the things I know. Don't go. Don't grow.

I had to learn, really, how to rein in my energies and discipline myself. And I found it very very useful. I rebelled against it at first, but it's a good thing to have.

We broke our mother's heart and became ourselves. We proceeded to breathe and therefore to leave, drunken, astonished, each of us a god.

Shard by shard we are released from the tyranny of so-called time.

Sometimes I wanted to raise my hands and stop. But stop what? Maybe just growing up.

Please stay forever I say to the things I know. Don't go. Don't grow.

For a time Robert protected me, then was dependent on me, and then possessive of me. His transformation was the rose of Genet, and he was pierced deeply by his blooming. I too desired to feel more of the world. Yet sometimes that desire was nothing more than a wish to go backward where our mute light spread from hanging lanterns with mirrored panels. We had ventured out like Maeterlinck's children seeking the bluebird and were caught in the twisted briars of our new experiences.

I felt a fleeting pang in my heart for I knew that innocent phase of our life had passed.

I'm certain, as we filed down the great staircase, that I appeared the same as ever, a moping twelve-year-old, all arms and legs. But secretly I knew I had been transformed, moved by the revelation that human beings create art, that to be an artist was to see what others could not.

We used to laugh at our small selves, saying that I was a bad girl trying to be good and that he was a good boy trying to be bad. Through the years these roles would reverse, then reverse again, until we came to accept our dual natures.

There's always new stuff, that's for sure.

Think back to yourself at age 18. I know I was mighty different than the Patti I am today. As we grow up, we grow out of our haircuts, our apartments and - often times - our romantic decisions.

Always keep learning. It keeps you young.

Good education means learning to read, write and most importantly learn how to learn so that you can be whatever you want to be when you grow up.

The 1980s have been described as the "lost decade" for Latin America. My view is different: it was one of lost opportunities.

Living is worthwhile if one can contribute in some small way to this endless chain of progress.

For it is no railways, roads, and power stations that give rise to industrial capitalism: it is the emergence of industrial capitalism that leads to the building of railways, to the construction of roads, and to the establishment of power stations.

Indeed, I find it illuminating to consider to what extent our "classical conditions" for economic growth are satisfied in the current, monopolistic phase of capitalism.

I've always believed that if you don't stay moving, they will throw dirt on you.