Quotes About Transition

Some think it's holding on that makes one strong sometimes it's letting go.

This new year was changing her whole conception of spring. She had thought of it as a denial of winter, a green spur that thrust through a tyrant's rusty armor. Now she saw it as something filial, gently unlacing the helm of the old warrior and comforting his rough cheek.

It was as easy for him to quit Bloomsbury for the Chilterns as for a cat to jump from a hard chair to a soft. Now after a little scrabbling and exploration he was curled up in the green lap and purring over the landscape.

Young people are careless of their virginity; one day they may have it and the next not.

During the last few years of her life Mrs. Willowes grew continually more skilled in evading responsibilities, and her death seemed but the final perfected expression of this skill. It was as if she had said, yawning a delicate cat's yawn, "I think I will go to my grave now," and had left the room.

Chasing the past, I stumbled into the future.

How sad was it that grief had a shelf life, he thought. It's only fresh and raw for so long before it begins to spoil. And soon enough, it would be replaced by a newer, brighter heartache - the old one discarded and eventually forgotten.

At the violet hour, when the eyes and backTurn upward from the desk, when the human engine waitsLike a taxi throbbing waiting,I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives.

Not fare well,But fare forward, voyagers.

What is the late November doingWith the disturbance of the spring.

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.

Because I do not hope to turn againBecause I do not hopeBecause I do not hope to turn.

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.

The dancers are all gone under the hill.

When we are placed in a set of circumstances where we have to take initiative and be creative, some of us find it hard to transition. Those people have been trained not to think but to obey orders. They are slaves to the training, unconsciously pledging allegiance to the average. Mentally they recite from the manual of mediocrity.

you leave the cage, the transition into the jungle will definitely be challenging. You take a few steps forward and a few back. You stumble and fall and get back on your feet. Such is the way we learn to lean forward and keep stumbling toward success.

Success is not success without a successor.

Divorce is not merely separating; it is the tearing apart of what was once joined together.

When you leave the familiar and enter the unknown, your fear becomes refined by experience and hammered into tools of survival on the anvil of anxiety.

Soon I was to find that people who had been creative at one stage of growth now seemed empty of ideas—and worse, they seemed not to notice that the ground had moved up under their feet! As I grew and encountered higher ideals and new goals, what had once been acceptable now seemed lethargic at best and lethal if ignored. You can't take everyone with you just because they were with you where you were before.

Being planted and being buried may feel similar—if not identical—but the intention leads to very different outcomes.

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning." ( Little Gidding )

Your mother didn't raise you to be a child forever.