Quotes About Transition

Here is a season Hamnet has not known or touched. Here is a world moving on without him.

There will be no going back. No undoing of what was laid out for them. The boy has gone and the husband will leave and she will stay and the pigs will need to be fed every day and time runs only one way. "Go, then," she says, turning from him, pushing him away, "if you are going. Return when you can.

Peter had been feeling lately that perhaps he and Jenny had come to the end of their story

before she passes into that other realm, before she breathes her last.

Partings are strange. It seems so simple: one minute ago, four, five, he was here, at her side; now, he is gone. She was with him; she is alone.

The witching hour," Daniel always called this time of day. He used to go out in it, every evening, and have a last cigarette as he walked the perimeter of the garden. He liked the moment, he said, when it was neither day nor night, but indefinably both.

She sees the girl, Iris, sitting with her legs crossed at the table, and it strikes Esme as odd that she herself had been sitting there too, just a moment ago. She sees the chair that had been hers—that is still hers. It is angled away from the table and there is her plate, with the half-eaten potato. Amazing how easy it is to get up and walk away from a table, from a plate of food, how no one stops you, how it wouldn't occur to anyone here that they could stop you.

one of those terrifying rows where suddenly an end you never thought would come rears up in front of you, like a cliff edge you weren't aware of.

When she first came to New York she knew no one. She arrived in a rush, like someone who trips when they enter a room.

Her silver spoon was gone. She wasn't coming back.

Do not cry for me, Raven. Dying is part of living, a birth into a new life. You know this.

It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.

I leave the other side of my life where it wants to stay, and follow the remainder of my life in search of the other side of it.

Where should we go after the last frontiers ? Where should the birds fly after the last sky ? Where should the plants sleep after the last breath of air ?

After you nothing goes and nothing returns.

In books you'll find your light, and by this light you may cross from one shore of love to another, from your childhood into your adulthood

One aspect of human resilience, in all its marvelousness, was the ability to recalibrate, to adjust to new circumstances with astonishing speed.

The future was on the way, and it was as critical as a mother-in-law, expecting everything to be neat and tidy when it arrived.

I felt suddenly let down. Not depressed, exactly. I can only describe it as that feeling you get when you have to go back to school after a perfect holiday. Reality tugging at you, like a friend you don't really like.

Ya nunca será lo mismo para ti. Nunca volverás a ver con ojos inocentes o sin ambivalencia en la mente, como antes de este momento. Una parte de ti está ahora consagrada a todo lo que excluye ese simple gozo y exultación. Bienaventurado has sido de poseerlo durante un breve período...»

One of the many pleasures of old age is giving things up.

For us humans, everything is permanent - until it changes, as we are immortal until we die

To be a leader, or the helpmate of a leader, you have to first die as a person, and Mother was mourning for her approaching death as just a simple village woman.

What was in her retracted, slipped out easy as a snake shedding its skin.