Quotes About Transition

Se despidieron y en el adiós ya estaba la bienvenida

Tratar de asimilar un país que no es el mismo, y sobre todo comprender por qué yo tampoco soy el mismo.

En realidad, sólo existe la dirección que tomamos, lo que puede haber sido ya no vale

los jóvenes emigran pero a veces les viene un dolor en el pecho que se llama nostalgia cuando reciben cartas de aquel barrio lejano tienen listo un secante para chupar las lágrimas algunos resolvieron quedarse pese a todo otros dijeron basta para siempre hay jóvenes que emigran / dicen chau los que se quedan tiemblan en silencio.

existe algo más natural que irse de este mundo?)

El trayecto de mi identidad supone que he cambiado, pero la regularidad del cambio demuestra que soy el mismo.

La mariposa recordará por siempre que fue gusano

Tenía veinte años y era joven; tenía treinta años y era joven; tenía cuarenta y era joven. Ahora tengo cincuenta años y soy "todavía joven". Todavía quiere decir: se termina.

un día algo nos aparta un poco de la ruta y otro día otro poquito y así de deriva en deriva hasta que una de esas derivas se convierte en nuevo rumbo ni fijo ni incambiable ni retórico

We campaign in poetry. But when we're elected we're forced to govern in prose.

endured—how I endured!—for one day I knew her services would no longer be required and I would make my come-out and at least I would have a brief time when I could meet girls of my own age. But Miss Stamp was raised to the rank of companion and still had the schooling

It takes great courage to break with one's past history and stand alone

Soon, the two of them would leave this spot. . . walk into the house and into a whole changed world. . .

All the books she'd read had taught her nothing about what you do when your mother doesn't die but turns into someone you don't know, someone who doesn't take care of you anymore.

in my family I have comrades-hearty and loyal-when what I need are intimates, and I've never figured out how to get us all to make the switch. I've never found a way in.

As Will stood watching Pen, just before he turned away, his initial astonishment shifted into something quieter. Soon, she will see me; we'll sit someplace and talk, he thought. He felt like a kid who falls asleep on a long car trip, wakes up, and looks out the window to find that he's in a new place, or home, and that it's morning.

Besides, some things just can't make the leap from past to present, and that hat was not a leaper.

They had never had anything but now they had nothing. Mary realized how different those two conditions were.

You'll know who you are when you start losing things,' Doris said.

She knew her death was near because time had begun to fold like a fan so that the past and the present rubbed together in ways that made her feel supple and porous, as if time were moving through her body and not the other way around.

Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, you realize you're standing on another trapdoor.

People don't realize how easy life is to change. You just get on the bus.

Yesterday was always leaving and there was always tomorrow, waiting at the door.

Nothing's worse than saying goodbye. It's a little like dying.