Quotes About Transition

In every story, in every life, there are moments of death that take away our name and rename us as strangers, orphans or widows. At the moment of being unnamed, we are thrown into our story. We lose the name Friend and are given the name Reject.

Sooner or later we've all got to let go of our past.

They take you. They treat you. They transform you.

So this was what it felt like to lose yourself. Again. To let go of your future and let it rise up and up until finally you couldn't see it anymore, and you knew that you had to start over.

But it won't be

College is the longest vacation you will ever take.

How is it that adulthood becomes like walking into a new school and never wanting to meet a soul, and somehow knowing that this time the feeling wouldn't wear off after the first or second week of classes?

Midway on our life's journey, I found myself In dark woods, the right road lost.

The secret of change is to focus all your energy not on fighting the old, but on building the new.

Where to begin? I don't even know how to ask. Too many tongues are mixed in my mouth. But at the crossing of these winds, very diligent, I immerse myself in the laws of heavenly grammar: I am learning the declensions and ascensions of silence. ... If it has been ordained that I pull out of here, I'll try to descend rung by rung, I hold onto each one, carefully – but there is no end to the ladder, and already no time. All I can still do is fall into the world

The future is much like the present, only longer.

This last mute touch that lingers is farewell.

The bones changed everything.

When I turned fifty, I was divorced, my son was grown up, and I realized I still had decades to go. It was the oddest thing—just as the culture began to lose interest in me, just as the world decided I was irrelevant, I began to feel more myself than ever. Louder, smarter, stronger. It felt truly adolescent, like I wanted to take drugs and drive fast and shave my head.

Everything change with mine, Katya.

I was thinking about the cow thing. About how hanging on to an ex-boyfriend is like chewing your cud until somebody drops a fresh bale of hay in front of you. Or something like that.

I'm quitting the business today. I'm going to open up an appliance store, I've always really been into toasters. I'm giving it all up.

I'll make you happy, Juliet," he announced, still lounging on the bed with one leg propped over his bent knee, his stockinged foot bouncing playfully up and down. His eyes were warm and laughing. "Providing you can be patient and understanding with me whilst I fumble my way from wild young bachelor to tame and loving husband." He grinned. "I'm impossibly hopeless, you know." "Yes. I know.

To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest. To live fully is to be always in no-man's-land.

Every time I get into a Nationwide car after being in a Cup car, I feel so much more comfortable than I did previously.

Take your eyes off what you lost.

We've been doing many of these (Covid safe) things for months. But as we seek to reach – and then maintain – COVID Normal, they'll still be as important as ever.

Winter, then spring, summer, and soon autumn. All seasons are one, ice-cold, featureless, a hell of dreariness.