Quotes About Transition

Sabía quién era esta mañana, pero he cambiado varias veces desde entonces

Quero dizer que uma pessoa não pode evitar ficar mais velha' 'Uma não pode, talvez', disse Humpty Dumpty, 'mas duas podem. Com a devida assistência, talvez, você teria podido parar em sete'.

We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us.

It's no use going back to yesterday because I was a different person then.

With them we may say there died a thing older than themselves, these were the Last of the Peasants, the last of the Old Scots folk. A new generation comes up that will know them not, except as a memory in a song...

One can never go back. One always has to move forward.

For the first time, I notice the lax skin at Mrs. Nightwing's jaw, the fine down that lies upon her cheek like the imprint of a childe's hand, and I wonder what it must be like watching yourself soften under the years, unable to stop it. what it's like measuring your days in perfecting girls' curtsies and drinking nightly glasses of sherry, trying to keep up with the world as it pulls you spinning into the furure, knowing you are always one step behind it.

We've barley stepped into the bright glow of the realms when everything goes dark...

J.T Woodland, known as "the cute one" in The Corporation's seventh-grade boy band, Boyz Will B Boyz. Due to the success of their triple-platinum hit, "Let Me Shave Your Legs Tonight, Girl," Boyz Will B Boyz ruled the charts for a solid eleven months before hitting puberty and losing ground to Hot Vampire Boyz.

Dans chaque fin, il y a un début.

We are nowhere, wanting to be somewhere, idling at the starting line of adulthood.

The dead became the living until the living became the dead.

The river is change, and change cannot be stopped. Change, it sings. Change or be lost.

There is no progress without cost.

I don't want to have this conversation. It's sunny out. There's bacon downstairs. My life is starting over today.

They are trying to hold on to a world that no longer exists. They are blind and terrified because they feel it slipping away from them. They are gripping thin air but they keep trying desperately to hold on to it - hoping the air will turn into something familiar and solid.

People change and forget to tell each other.

I found that Dottie's middle age, old age, made rock of much that had been fluid, and eccentricities once charming became too strange for safety or comfort.

And so it began, not with thunderous noise, or drama, or a cataclysmic collapse, but with . . . silence.

She was holding her breath, waiting to start living.

There was no going back...because some roads you just couldn't travel again.

While appreciating the beauty around her, Eden considered the darkness that lay ahead.

that she must leave the convent to teach seven children (The Sound of Music) or that he's given a chance to fight the champion (Rocky). Although this type of catalyst isn't as forceful as an event, in relationship-based stories it might be very appropriate.

A man of fifty-six, who has been all his life accustomed to his own room and a clean bed, does not find it very easy to sleep on the floor on a pile of dirty straw. He simply cannot master the technique of the thing.