Quotes About Transition

In that huge game of musical chairs, I turned round one day and found I had no place to sit. At a loss, I became a Goth—it was where people who had nowhere else to go ended up.

This is what divorce is: taking things you no longer want from the people you no longer love.

This iswhat divorce is: taking things you no longer want from people you no longer love

You came in with a picky head, uneven and coarse, disguised underneath a baseball cap, and you left swiftly afterwards a new man, smelling sweetly of coconut oil and with a cut as sharp and clean as a swear word.

You could drown in memories like these, but she tried to swim free of them. She jumped over the small wall that fringed the Iqbal house, as she had a million times over, and rang the doorbell. Past tense, future imperfect

In a vision, Irie has seen a time, a time not far from now, when roots won't matter any more because they can't because they mustn't because they're too long and they're too tortuous and they're just buried too damn deep. She looks forward to it.

It felt to me as if I were on a certain train, heading wherever it was people like me usually went...except now suddenly something was different. I'd been informed that I would be getting off at an unexpected stop, further down the line. I thought of my father, pushed off the train before he'd barely left the station. And of Tracey, so determined to jump off, exactly *because* she'd rather walk than be told what stop was hers or how far she was allowed to go.

The art of mid-life is surely always cloudier than the art of youth, as life itself gets cloudier.

My late twenties had passed in a weird state of timelessness, and I think now that not everyone could have fallen into a life like that, that I must have been somehow primed for it.

My childhood took place in the widening gap.

We have to take care of the moment and then move on to the next. We can't worry about what's to come.

I could write a treatise on the sudden transformation of life into archaeology

ma adaptez peregrinarilor lui Ghily, peregrinarilor Maiei si peregrinarilor lui Yotam, acestea sunt triburile de nomazi ale epocii moderne, copii de divortati care isi pastoresc turmele de jucarii in orele amiezii dintr-o casa in alta, de la mama la tata si invers

It is a paradox of human dynamics, of how the progress of new ideas often rests on the survival of old ways.

People always seemed to think that you stopped believing things in a single, lightning-bolt moment, an instantaneous revelation of loss. For her, at least, the process of disenchantment had been achingly slow.

He was the average mortal. It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.

The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.

So Janie waited a bloom time, and a green time and an orange time.

Look lak we done run our conversation from grass roots tuh pine trees.

They sat on the boarding house porch and saw the sun plunge into the same crack in the earth from which the night emerged.

It troubled him to get used to the world one way and then suddenly have it turn different.

Joe was not there waiting for her, the change

He felt as empty as a post hole for he was none of the things he once had been. He was a man sitting on a rock. He had crossed over.

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