Quotes About Transition

Soon after that we would go our separate ways, grow cold, forget one another, the rebels would grow tame as teaching assistants in the universities, the sworn bachelors and party animals would be pushing baby carriages and zoning out in front of their TV, the hippies would get regular haircuts at the local barbershop.

even death has a beginning, that it's simply another of life's journeys.

Each time I leave here [Ghost Ranch] it is like a Death, and each time that I return it is a Birth.

Just as smiles often follow tears, the sun rose full and bright on the morning..

All human life has its seasons, and no one's personal chaos can be permanent: winter, after all, does not last forever, does it? There

Adapting to change, then, means going through the stress of withdrawal from the old normality and finding relief when a new normality is established.

Regardless of when and how it happens, the dark night of the soul is the transition from bondage to freedom in prayer and in every other aspect of life.

I just didn't go back.

The quickest way for anyone to reach the sun and the light of day is not to run west, chasing after the setting sun, but to head east, plunging into the darkness until one comes to the sunrise.

Rather than fight change, a more sensible approach is to learn to live with it. Or to make a living from it.

My fellow Americans, our long national nightmare is over. (On succeeding Richard M Nixon as president)

I was not 15 anymore, and choices no longer had that same clear, bright edge to them.

I cannot say that I have faith anymore. Hope, perhaps. We have agreed that it will do for now.

The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy, but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain.

There is no death! the stars go down to rise upon some fairer shore.

For tho' from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar.

Slumber not in the tents of your fathers. The world is advancing. Advance with it!

Beyond the Alps lies Italy.

Every new time will give its law.

People in the West are always getting ready to live.

We come and we cry, and that is life; we yawn and we depart, and that is death!

Grow up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.

There's a kind of release And a kind of torment in every goodbye for every man.

A little while with grief and laughter, And then the day will close; The shadows gather . . . what comes after No man knows.