Quotes About Transition

For every exit, there is also an entrance.

In his mind's eye, he saw his dream of a new life drifting away like a lost balloon. And for some time he sat there, hating to see it go. But then it was gone, and he began to invent a new dream, and he began to feel better.

The first time he'd crossed this plaza, years ago, he was walking into a new life. He could not help but wonder if he was doing the same thing yet again, this time walking in the opposite direction. His future had seemed so mysterious to him then. Now, after so much had changed, he found himself walking across the exact same plaza feeling almost exactly the same way. It seemed so strange. How many more plazas, Reynie wondered, would he cross in his life?

Remember, children. For every exit, there is also an entrance. ~ Milligan, The Mysterious Benedict Society

Video Killed the Radio Star

How does one become a butterfly? You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.

Se há uma coisa que a minha vida anterior me ensinou foi que, quando tudo muda, temos de seguir em frente e nunca podemos voltar para trás e ficar à espera de que as coisas sejam as mesmas.

Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.

Home, to me, was any place by my mother's side. Since my mother's death, the idea of home has assumed many forms. I use the word loosely to refer to India, Nepal and even Tibet when I am in San Francisco. Home is a place that is always imminent but never present. Or maybe it is the very opposite, maybe I am at ease whenever I am and the feeling of not belonging to any one place is a condition of being at home.

Have you ever noticed there's no twilight in Africa? [...] It must affect the way the psyche develops. I think it makes people here stronger. No gentle twilight to ease them into the darkness. Maybe it's twilight that makes Westerners so sentimental. They can sit on their porches and watch day recede as night approaches. It gives them time to consider what they're going to lose. It's like dying slowly versus being shot.

One day you're going to wake up and the world won't be as dark … One day the air will change, and the sun will feel good on your face again, and when it does, I want you to let it. It won't be a betrayal. It won't mean you've stopped caring. I promise.

This frog was going DOWN.

anything happens, you're leaving

You'll adjust," Foeslayer said, rolling her eyes. "It's a great kingdom; you'll see.

Queen Glacier is dead,

Pyrite was gone. Standing in her place … was Hailstorm.

she was almost three, which was practically four.

They are prisoners. But perhaps that is about to change.

Good-bye, my dearest love, her thoughts whispered. And then … blackness rushed up toward him, enfolding him in its wings, and he was gone.

As Rome passed away, so, the West is passing away, from the same causes and in much the same way. What the Danube and Rhine were to Rome, the Rio Grande and Mediterranean are to America and Europe, the frontiers of a civilization no longer defended.

That's life you know? It is all one big waiting room. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. And then, like you, sometimes it's great.

Ripping the Band-Aid off quickly" is

Jim's departures were always uncomfortable.  

You are a reasonably civil, complaisant creature on dry land,' said Stephen, 'but the moment you are afloat you become pragmatical and absolute, a bashaw - do this, do that, gluppit the prawling strangles, there - no longer a social being at all. It is no doubt the effect of the long-continued habit of command; but it cannot be considered amiable.