Quotes About Transition

When I got to college, when I finally fled the suffocation that I'd built around myself—because, to my father's credit, he'd never asked me to captain our plagued family's ship—it all collapsed.

The sun will sink lower soon enough, turning the fields into open black space, ushering another day out, another day in--one after the next.

Allison Winn Scotch

But I wasn't the girl I'd been when I left, and I knew it.

I wrapped my arms around my knees and stared through the window's wavy glass. The red velvet curtains were drawn around the tiny alcove, and I was enveloped by an odd sense of peace, knowing that in twenty minutes, the halls were going to be crowded; music was going to be blaring; and I was going to go from being an only child to one of a hundred sisters, so I knew to savor the silence while it lasted.

And I remember "normal" might never be the same again.

So I stared out at that cold window, watching my breath collect on the glass, trying not to think about my life after the thaw.

I thought the morning would bring change. But I should have known that it doesn't take that long for change to happen - it takes a second. A moment. In a single breath, reality as you know it can simply fall away.

But I should have known that it doesn't take that long for change to happen - it takes a second.

The older generation sat looking at the younger, and Kat wondered exactly when and how the baton had been passed. She wanted to know if it was too late to give it back.

The hallway felt like time itself, and Patricia Buckingham and I were standing at opposite ends-her looking back on all she'd seen, me wondering what lay ahead.

Dear Logan, Alaska's really big. And really pretty. It's also really lonely. Sometimes I ask Dad why we're here and he says it's for our health. Or because I'm almost old enough that he was going to have to "beat the boys off with sticks" if we'd stayed in DC. I don't think that's it, though. But if it is, he's found the place where the stick-to-boy ration is probably the highest on earth. Maddie

Food is so yesterday." Unfortunately, that was the last time I'd had some.

A lot of things had changed on that bridge.

It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.

One of the things I've always liked about my husband is he's very good at lots of stuff. He was an English teacher when I met him. He wrote poetry and played the guitar. As time went on, he decided to go into economics, so he's very analytical and mathematical in addition to his artsy side.

Being a teen is past for me. Worrying about the world and my place in it is not.

I could slip quietly out into the world and never be seen again. But life is never like that, is it? Things keep happening until you die.

It is Pau-kala. The branch is still bare. The old tree's leaves will never return - they are a memory and a song. But there is a sapling, there is a sapling right beside that old tree, and it's trembling with promise. There will be a spring again.

Los churros se cayeron al suelo cuando me abrazó, y no hicieron ruido. Tampoco hizo ruido lo que hasta entonces había sido mi vida, pero se cayó al suelo, igual que ellos".

El último lunes de agosto es un día de verano con una luz ya otoñal, como si el sol estuviera cansado de quemar, o se hubiera cubierto la cara con un velo de gasa. La

Elder Bruce R. McConkie (1915–1985), of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, explained: When we pass from preexistence to mortality, we bring with us the traits and talents there developed.

I'm going from doing all of the work to having to delegate the work - which is almost harder for me than doing the work myself. I'm a lousy delegator, but I'm learning.

I'm a filmmaker who decided to go to culinary school. All I picked up was the fact if I didn't understand what was going on with every single ingredient, I could be qualifying for, like, the lunch food job at my daughter's school.