Quotes About Transition

Perhaps the wind Wails so in winter for the summers dead, And all sad sounds are nature's funeral cries For what has been and is not.

The sad ending is only because the author stops telling the story. But it still goes on. It's just untold.

It's a sad fact of modern life that if you drive long enough, sooner or later you must leave London behind.

It won't happen yet, Ellen mused, mashing cooked carrots for Jill's lunch. Breakups seldom do. It will unfold slowly, one little tell-tale symptom after another like some awful, hellish flower.

My inside self and my outside self used to match. A compass needle pointed true north. Now the needle spins around and around indicating the sad direction of nowhere.

If you had to pack your whole life into a suitcase-not just the practical things, like clothing, but the memories of the people you had lost and the girl you had once been-what would you take?

Flowers that bloom in the winter may not survive till spring.

I leave, and the leaving is so exhilarating I know I can never go back. But then what? Do I just keep leaving places, and leaving them, and leaving them, tramping a perpetual journey?

I do fear death. But what I actually fear is not dying. I mean, true, it will be sad. But I know that there is a better place waiting for me.

When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.

I wanted to be a dancer my whole life. And when I gave it up to act, I always had a really sad part of myself that missed it and missed performing and missed being physical in that way.

I very rarely get actually sad when ending a movie.

A lot of the old movie theaters are closing down now, which is really sad. It's still in the back of my mind.

I'm sad in a way that the character [Doctor Strange ] leaves [neurosurgery] behind. It's an amazing discipline.

It was a frying-pan-to-the-face moment for me where I had to get humble and really cherish it. I was really sad when [Numbers] was over. I'll just say that. Really sad.

Coming back to life' is perhaps the toughest battle we keep fighting forever. U never know when will ur life throw u down from Zenith to Nadir and then the journey restarts again...

Life goes on... with or without you.

It's the end of the summer. It's the end of it all. Those days are gone, it's over now, we're moving on.

Between every two pine trees there is a door leading to a new way of life.

Man appears to be the missing link between anthropoid apes and human beings.

The step between practical and theoretic science, is the step between the miner and the geologist, the apocathecary and the chemist.

As the saying goes, the Stone Age did not end because we ran out of stones; we transitioned to better solutions. The same opportunity lies before us with energy efficiency and clean energy.

Politics and Religion are obsolete. The time has come for Science and Spirituality.

There was a young fellow from Trinity, Who took the square root of infinity. But the number of digits, Gave him the fidgets; He dropped Math and took up Divinity.