Quotes About Transition

Death was part of life, and when God summoned, you answered up and moved on. It was like a door that everyone eventually went through, an acceptable and predictable part of some eternal plan.

Florida for Transition

I hadn't noticed the green of summer enough and now the colors were gray and white and black.

After the passing of irresistible music you must make do with a dripping faucet.

The woods can be a bit strange. It takes a long time to feel you belong there and then you never again really belong in town. It's a choice made for you by your brain at a moment you don't notice.

You are where you are because that's where you need to be... and if you need to move on, you will move on.

Strangers, he remembered, can tell you how old you are without trying. The looks you get or don't get let you know exactly where you're at, where you're headed and where you can never go again.

The Gate is Straight, Deep and Wide; Break On Through to the other side.

Between childhood, boyhood, adolescence and manhood (maturity) there should be sharp lines drawn with tests, deaths, feats, rites, stories, songs, and judgments.

Door of passage to the other side, the soul frees itself in stride.

There's the know. And there's the unknown. And what separates the two is the door, and that's what i wanta be. Ahh wanna be th' dooooooooorrr...

There are things known and things unknown, and in between are the doors...

We started into the tunnel on our bikes, but quickly dismounted once the darkness set in.

It's—it's always lightest j-just before the dark.

Identifying with success makes those doing the identifying seem successful themselves. The day United falter, many of these supporters will doubtless take their affiliation with them to Real Madrid or Barcelona or whoever it is that can provide them anew with a vicarious sense of worth.

My occupational hazard is my occupation's just not around...

For myself and for our Nation, I want to thank my predecessor for all he has done to heal our land.

Tudo o que já foi, é o começo do que vai vir, toda a hora a gente está num cômpito.

quando é que a velhice começa, surgindo de dentro da mocidade.

Life changes fast. Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends.

The fear is for what is still to be lost.

It is easy to see the beginnings of things, and harder to see the ends.

Until now I had been able only to grieve, not mourn. Grief was passive. Grief happened. Mourning, the act of dealing with grief, required attention.

In was raised to believe that what came in on the next roll would always be better than what went out on the last. I no longer believe that, but I am telling you how it was.