Quotes About Transition

To have—to hold—and—in time—let go!

The devil could change. He was once an angel and may be evolving still.

Good followers do not become good leaders.

This sad vicissitude of things.

Pain and pleasure, like light and darkness, succeed each other.

Life is its own journey, presupposes its own change and movement, and one tries to arrest them at one's eternal peril.

Form was not born from an idea. It was an idea vanishing.

I'd never really babysat. I feel like I'm Blair, or 'Gossip Girl.' A teenager, basically - and now suddenly I'm a mom?

It really kind of sucked to be close to someone for so long and then suddenly not be anything anymore.

En doordat ik met haar ben meegegaan, heb ik gezien hoe haar gezicht veranderde.

Life is a matter of exchanges. Youth for age, ignorance for knowledge. Endless exchanges.

His life had been divided into a before and an after, and he would always be comparing the two.

It will be all right, she told herself, and she stepped out of the boat into the water.

She did not know how to explain what happened, how everything has changed in just one day, how someone she loved so dearly could be there one minute, and the next minute: gone.

You could see it every time you looked at her: layered in her face was the baby she'd been and the child she'd become and the adult she would grow up to be, and you saw them all simultaneously, like a 3-D image. It made your head spin. It was a place you could take refuge, if you knew how to get in. And each time you left it, each time your child passed out of your sight, you feared you might never be able to return to that place again.

At last something important had occurred, something that she ought to write down. But she did not know how to explain what had happened, how everything had changed in just one day, how someone she loved so dearly could be there one minute, and the next minute: gone .

It happened so slowly that you might not even notice it at all, like the sky turning from dusk to dark.

and Mia realized that she was crossing into a place she would have to go alone.

But she did not know how to explain what had happened, how everything had changed in just one day, how someone she loved so dearly could be there one minute, and the next minute: gone.

There was no room left in her for anger. Something within her tipped and cracked.

She had learned, with Izzy's birth, how your life could trundle along on its safe little track and then,

how your life could trundle along on its safe little track and then, with no warning, skid spectacularly off course.

Only when he's left Chinatown, and the faces around him become Black and white instead of Asian, do the flags become more sporadic, the people here apparently more confident that their loyalty will be assumed.

She had learned, with Izzy's birth, how your life could trundle along on its safe little track and then, with no warning, skid spectacularly off course.