Quotes About Transition

When the sun sets beautifully, other beauties rise. Nature is a theatre; when one great player leaves the scene, another great player immediately enters. The play always continues excellently.

If I had quietly retired as governor in 2007 and went into banking or something of that nature, I would have been, at most, a footnote in the story and probably never mentioned.

Death is a stage in human progress, to be passed as we would pass from childhood to youth, or from youth to manhood, and with the same consciousness of an everlasting nature.

Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.

In the nature of things, I must soon lose sight of this sense of constant metamorphosis whose limits bound our human life.

There is no nature in an instant.

Death is just nature's way of making room for the less experienced.

The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

From the very nature of progress, all ages must be transitional.

The leaves let go, the seeds let go, and I must let go sometimes, too, and cast my lot with another of nature's imperfect but tenacious survivors.

We must consider what Miss. Fairfax quits, before we condemn her taste for what she goes to.

Nature does not make leaps.

It is the nature of a person as he/she grows older to protest against change, particularly changes for the better.

In our hearts those of us who know anything worth knowing know that in March a new year begins, and if we plan any new leaves, it will be when the rest of Nature is planning them too.

Growing up in Mississippi, I was such a farmer, and it's not desirable to bring attention to yourself. That's my nature, and all of a sudden, I'm in show business.

Nothing is of a permanent nature.

Change is the nature of all objective things.

It felt natural. That is what I remember most about becoming a father halfway through my 20s. As if Mother Nature was giving me the big thumbs up.

There is something deep within us that sobs at endings. Why, God, does everything have to end? Why does all nature grow old? Why do spring and summer have to go?

Most of what is now "bitter" for our old nature is going to be useful for our nature

Every step of the walk unburdens us of what we have just seen and thought while it simultaneously thrusts us into the previously unknown.

I feel a new era coming in, standing on the shore, waiting for it to slowly greet me.

The mechanics of Nature ensures that the shadow of yesterday doesn't eclipse the dawn of tomorrow.

The human mind adjusts itself to a certain point of view, and those who have regarded nature from one angle, during a portion of their life, can adopt new ideas only with difficulty.