Quotes About Transition

If you are a misfit in one place, you will be a great fit in another.

Take the smallest step into a new room, and you will gain entrée to vast worlds you could not see when you clung to the familiar. Acknowledge who you are and how you want to live, and the doors to your destiny will swing open before you.

This moment has nothing to do with the last one unless you choose the past to continue.

Captain Phasma. Remember me?" He moved his weapon slightly. "Here's my blaster, ya still wanna inspect it?" Phasma held on to her dignity. "Yes, I remember you. FN-2187." Finn shook his head curtly. "Not anymore. My name is Finn. A real name for a real person. And I'm in charge now.

Usually a senile old fool knows when to retire. But sometimes he simply needs to be retired.

This year, of course, being 1936, there would be no figs.

Indeed, what sense is there in continuing the present when one has seen the future?

Friendships hold fast for decades and then rip without warning.

Only when the traveler communicates with the city of departure does he realize he has entered a new domain of time...It is then the traveler learns that he is cut off in time, as well as in space. No traveler goes back to his city of origin.

As I see it, part of the art of being a hero is knowing when you don't need to be one anymore.

It's funny, but certain faces seem to go in and out of style. You look at old photographs and everybody has a certain look to them, almost as if they're related. Look at pictures from ten years later and you can see that there's a new kind of face starting to predominate, and that the old faces are fading away and vanishing, never to be seen again.

Please don't worry. It's a psychological complaint, common amongst ex-librarians. You see, she thinks she's a coffee table edition...

For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain... It just won't be the same.

Places don't stay where you left them. You go back there, anywhere, and even if it looks exactly how it did before, it's somewhere else.

Three things, then. Escape, and finding work, and then explaining himself adequately. It was just those areas he had trouble with. Everything else, he was all right about.

I no longer wish to look at dead things.

Ideas of self, ideas of world and family and nation, articles of scientific or religious faith, your creeds and currencies: one by one, the beloved structures falling.

As I see it,part of the art of being a hero is knowing when you don't need to be one anymore,realizing that the game has changed and that the stakes are different and that there isn't necessarily a place for you in this strange new pantheon of extraordinary people.

We are heading for a radical revision where you could say we are heading towards the end of the world, but more in the R.E.M. sense than the revelation sense. That is what apocalypse means - revelation.

Deep down the fear of a man who lives in a world not made for him, whose own world is slipping away, dying, being destroyed, beyond any recall.

One thing is about to be finished, but here is something that is only begun. And while I live it will continue

A few years ago you couldn't go from TV to film. It was like a 'no no' but I believe when you find a plan and purpose that God has for your life, there's not anything man can do to you. Especially when your faith is not really standing in the wisdom of man, you're really standing in the wisdom of God.

This was the end of some of those friendships. They were left behind, artifacts of youth, boxed up with my comic books, my sketchbooks ans journals, and the rest of my teenage mementos. Only a select few of my high school comrades, like Mike, would remain lifelong pals.

and he suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight ahead into an empty space till slowly we returned into view. I can make small talk, he said slowly, I can do that but out of the corner of my eye I can see the dark approaching.