Quotes About Transition

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she glimpsed an aging man who had just lost everything and had no idea what he was supposed to be doing with the time he had left to live.

It had forced him into being a different person, as though a stranger's personality and attendant quirks had been superimposed over his own. But now the stranger's footprint was Decker. I am now the stranger. I'm a stranger in my own body.

She was around fifty and her eye sockets were starting to recede into her face like a pond starting to dry up.

It's not getting from A to B. It's not the beginning or the destination that counts. It's the ride in between.

eight-story building. It looked like a place where young people just starting out or older people downsizing might live mixed in with a healthy dose of middle-aged people who had simply never fully realized their goals in life.

Well, that's my problem, isn't it? J'ai perdu la beauté de ma culture. Je suis américaine maintentant.

And when they were elected, they arrived in Washington with absolutely no idea what to do. Their only goal had already been achieved: They had won their campaign. However

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Fall was nearly here, but summer was still hanging on, dragging its heat-flamed and moisture-rich knuckles across the stark tundra.

older theories become more and more unclear when one tries to use them to obtain insight into new domains.

Always, before, whenever one culture went into decline, there were others ready to take up the slack. If Rome toppled, there was light shining in Constantinople, then the Baghdad Caliphate and in China. If Philippine Spain turned repressive, Holland welcomed both refugees and science. When most of Europe went mad, in the mid–twentieth century, the brightest minds moved to America. When America grew self-indulgent and riven by new civil war, that migration sloshed and shifted East.

d'un homme qui a perdu tout ce qu'il aimait et qui, depuis, n'est plus tout à fait de ce monde.

The onset of adulthood is an organic, creeping process. No one wakes up one day and decides, Lo, on this day I shall forever put away childish things and begin clipping coupons to go to Wal-Mart.

Each purpose, each mission, is meant to be fully lived to the point where it becomes empty, boring, and useless. Then it should be discarded. This is a sign of growth, but you may mistake it for a sign of failure.

But in time the night, as all nights must, came to an end, and the morning dawned clear and bright.

Events are like horses, Hettar told him. Sometimes they run away. After they've run for a while, though, they'll start to walk again. Then there'll be time to put everything together.

Congratulations for conquering PTSD. And now you're fucked.

I was a normal guy who got sent to Iraq and became crazy, so they sent me back to America to become sane, and now it's America that's driving me crazy.

Everything I've ever let go of had claw marks on it.

Rhythms are relations between what you believe and what you believed before.

Somos lo que caminamos entre dos puntos.

Imagine the day after the Berlin Wall came down if everybody in East Germany was plump and comfortable-looking and dressed in Caribbean pastels, and you'll have a pretty good idea what the Fort Lauderdale Airport terminal looks like today.

Of a new-era'd nation that looked out for Uno, of a one-time World Policeman that was now going to retire and have its blue uniform deep-dry-cleaned and placed in storage in triple-thick plastic dry-cleaning bags and hang up its cuffs to spend some quality domestic time raking its lawn and cleaning its refrigerator and dandling its freshly bathed kids on its neatly pressed mufti-pants' knee.