Quotes About Growth

Daniel in the gallery sees one of her hands, the one on the rail of the witness box, cover itself in little shoots and buds. The buds split open. There are leaves coming out of her fingers.

It is like her mother has been struck by - what? Lightening. Her mother has lightened up since the moment they landed in this country and the plane door opened and the warmer air came in. The moment they walked into this room she lightened even more

Herbales y verbales. El lenguaje es como las amapolas. Solo requiere que algo remueva la tierra a su alrededor para que las palabras que estaban dormidas broten rojas, lozanas, meciéndose al viento. Luego las semillas caen al suelo por el movimiento de las inflorescencias. Y crean más palabras que esperan para brotar.

Seems the self you get left with on the shore, in the end, is the self that you were when you went.

How adaptable human beings were without even realizing it, slipping blindly from state to state. One morning it was summer, the next you woke up and the whole year was over; one minute you were thirty, the next sixty, sixty next year quick as a wink, how fast it all was. How quickly and smoothly, yet how shockingly, when you thought about it, the seasons and the years gave way to each other

It takes a death sometimes to make us all live a bit more, Iris says.

You can't stop change, the man says. It comes of necessity. You have to go with it and make something of what it makes of you.

Språk är som vallmoblommor. Allt som krävs är något som rör om i jorden och när något väl gör det, upp kommer orden, klarröda, friska, fladdrande i vinden. Sedan frökapslar som rasslar, ut faller frön. Så finns det ännu mer språk som bara väntar på att gro.

Ell somriu. Es una noia amable, encantadora i intel·ligent, tot i que ja no és tan espavilada com quan era petita. Això, de vegades, l'entristeix. Fa una mena de feina que se li menja l'esperit. Està molt sola. Això segur. És com observar com es va erosionant.

Simt cum ceva creÈ™te în mine, la fel de mare ca È™i b?rb??ia lui. Este mânie.

Month of sacrifice and month of playfulness. Month of restoration, of fertility-festivity. Month when the earth and the buds are already open, the creatures asleep for the winter have woken and are already breeding, the birds have already built their nests, birds that this time last year didn't exist, just bringing to life the birds that'll replace them this time next year. Spring-cuckoo month, grass-month.

Ha, he says. Well. Crazy weather out You're missing nothing, Pad. One of the worst springs I can remember. Snow up to here just two there. weeks ago. Minus seven. And now this. Twenty nine degrees. You're wrong, she says. One of the loveliest springs I've known. Plants couldn't wait to get going. All that cold. All this green.

Cut this tree I'm living in down. Hollow its trunk out. Make me all over again, with what you scooped out of its insides. Slide the new me back inside the old trunk. Burn me. Burn the tree. Spread the ashes, for luck, where you want next year's crops to grow. Birth me all over again Burn me and the tree Next summer's sun Midwinter guarantee

Getting old is pathetic if you use it as an excuse for no longer being responsible.

it was a thing that has to fall to rise …

It's on my head, Elisabeth says. That's where it grows. And my face is also attached to my head.

I'm composed when it comes to compost.

the uneducated grow up to be prey!

Life throws the years at your feet soon enough, so learn to enjoy each stage as it happens.

True love doesn't need time to grow. It just needs a heart to take root in." Tully wiped the tears from Libby's face. "And it needs its other half to flourish." She tapped over her heart. "You've taken root in here," she tapped Libby's chest, "and in here is where it will flourish.

I think growing up is difficult and it's a process that I'm always interested in, with kids and adults, they are often on two different universes.

Christ when He said: "the kingdom of God is within you," thus pointing all human atoms to the centre of life or energy within themselves, and teaching them that from and through that centre they must expand and grow. Each one of us is conscious of being centred within himself;

Initiation, or the process of undergoing an expansion of consciousness, is part of the normal process of evolutionary development, viewed on a large scale, and not from the standpoint of the individual.

growth is limited by their fanaticism. They belong mostly to the