Quotes About Transition

The body is nothing more than a parcel in transit, a chess piece dropped on another square, it does not move but is moved.

the landscape never looks the same coming and going, so turn around periodically and look at the view you'll see coming back.

Like a life, a journey assumes a shape and a meaning that are only clear afterward, and like a journey, a life requires that you learn to let go of the plan when the actuality departs from it, to embrace what's arriving, let go of what's departing, to move forward and not get stuck. You can cover the same ground with entirely different purposes.

An idyll like that wasn't made to last. For a while it was forever, and then things started to fall apart.

Perder cosas tiene que ver con la desaparición de lo conocido, perderse tiene que ver con la aparición de lo desconocido.

She's smiling that smile they smile before they grow bosoms.

want to be grown-up and drive my own convertible and live in a different town where nobody knows Mama or Daddy.

Once there was a boy who had to leave home...and find another.

This is my favorite time of the day. Light and dark touch for a few moments. [...] I used to wish dusk would last longer, but its quickness seems to add to making it special.

Only upon death does an organism reach equilibrium with its inanimate environment.

If Cuba is Hell, Miami is Purgatory.

Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.

Écoutez, Coban, c'est terminé. —C'est commencé...

I think when you are truly stuck, when you have stood still in the same spot for too long, you throw a grenade in exactly the spot you were standing in, and jump, and pray. It is the momentum of last resort.

Había entrado en la cocina para buscar un ángulo de tiro y murió sin darse cuenta, como si el movimiento de ir hacia la luz de la ventana lo hubiera sacado del mundo.

NEVER MIND THE CHEESE —who moved my weekend?

to be dead may be nothing, yet who relishes the business of dying?

It's the place that worries you, said Hazel. I don't like it myself, but it won't go on forever.

Each age has different tensions and terrors, but they open on the same abyss.

It must happen to us all…We pack up what we've learned so far and leave the familiar behind. No fun, that shearing separation, but somewhere within, we must dimly know that saying goodbye to safety brings the only security we'll ever know.

We choose our next world through what we learn in this one. Learn nothing, and the next world is the same as this one, all the same limitations and lead weights to overcome.

There's no disaster that can't become a blessing, and no blessing that can't become a disaster.

One school is finished, and the time has come for another to begin.

You are life, inventing form. No more can you die on sword or years than you can die on doorways through which you walk, one room into another. Every room gives its word for you to speak, every passage its song for you to sing.