Quotes About Transition

The Late Bronze Age in the southern parts of Britain, according to most authorities, began about 1000 B.C. and lasted until about 400 B.C.

As Fascism sprang from Communism, so Nazism developed from Fascism.

Every menu is an obituary.

How many, after a shorter or longer life (if they still see a difference), good, because it's beginning, bad, because it's over (if they don't prefer the reverse)

In prose... at any moment the door will open, someone will enter, something will happen. In poetry, the description itself must happen.

When you're sorting yourself out, family are not often the ones you can turn to. They represent the place of departure and not the place of arrival.

perhaps one of mankind's darkest mysteries—and the most difficult—is actually the one that pertains to this "uniting" of age groups—the manner and course by which youth suddenly becomes accessible to older age and vice versa.

En la mitad del camino de mi vida me encontré en una selva oscura... Y algo peor aún: aquella selva era verde.

This year I'm a star, but what will I be next year? A black hole?

I foresee death by culture shock.

On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily as lying down.

When she grew up, no drinking her orange juice or chocolate milk out of glasses that were once Yahrzeit candles.

The moment I sold the Plymouth was like having a tumor removed.

Life has got a habit of not standing hitched. You got to ride it like you find it. You got to change with it. If a day goes by that don't change some of your old notions for new ones, that is just about like trying to milk a dead cow.

Una vez más, la nada parecía destino hospitalario para un demoledor de sus propias certezas. La nada era una prórroga, una tregua, una hipoteca.

Why do people move? What makes them uproot and leave everything they've known for a great unknown beyond the horizon? ... The answer is the same the world over: people move in the hope of a better life.

I knelt a mortal; I rose an immortal.

We are all born like Catholics . . . in limbo, without religion.

I suppose in the end the whole of life becomes an act of letting go. But what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.

What a terrible thing it is to botch a farewell.

If there is a change, it is usually for the lesser rather than the greater; many people seem to lose God along life's way.

Then normal sank.

can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.

I supposed in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.