Quotes About Transition

It be better, I think, to climb out in search of something, instead of hating, what you're leaving.

There was just a moment when things weren't quite the same, weren't quite as they had always been through the long friendship

All of it was new to him. After a life of Sameness and predictability, he was awed by the surprises that lay beyond each curve of the road.

That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.

I don't know what she is now. A stranger, mostly. It's as if she has become a part of a different world, one that doesn't include me anymore....

Then I went home to continue my life, which had changed a little, as lives do every day, inching by microspecks forward toward whatever surprises are coming next.

It be better, I think, to climb out in search of something, instead of hating what you're leaving.

We relinquished color when we relinquished sunshine and did away with differences. {...} We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.

It's hard to leave the only place you've known.

It wasn't the same. I'm pretty good at making the best of things, but it wasn't the same.

each change, painful though some of them will be, will make us a little better than we were before.

Don't grow much more, or you will be taller than I am, little Longlegs! Annemarie smiled, but Peter's comment was no longer the lighthearted fun of the past. It was only a brief grasp at something that had gone.

Do you know that I no longer see colors? Jonas's heart broke.

She needs us, for our love, but she doesn't need us for anything else now." He swallowed hard and said, "Dying is a very solitary thing.

Well, things change. I just have to learn to adjust to what they change to. One

That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.

Release was not the same as Loss.

Change means leaving things behind, and that's always sad -Gossamer

The front-buttoned jacket was the first sign of independence, the first very visible symbol of growing up.

He's changing, isn't he?" Matty replied, startling himself, because he had not spelled it out in his mind before, had not said it aloud yet, yet here it was, and he was saying it to Jean. He felt an odd sense of relief. Jean began to cry softly. "Yes," she said. "He has traded his deepest self.

You can't rely on anything. First my father was a respectable minister, and next thing I know he's a lovesick idiot talking baby talk to a woman who gets paid to sing at funerals and weddings. "And one day my mother is my mother, wearing an apron and high heels, and next time I look, she has a crewcut and a necktie.

Jonas reached the opposite side of the river, stopped briefly, and looked back. The community where his entire life had been lived lay behind him now, sleeping. At dawn, the orderly, disciplined life he had always known would continue again, without him. The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without color, pain, or past.

Because change begets change.

Jonas stood for a moment beside his bike, startled. It had happened again: the thing that he thought of now as "seeing beyond." This time it had been Fiona who had undergone that fleeting indescribable change. As he looked up and toward her going through the door, it happened; she changed. Actually, Jonas thought, trying to recreate it in his mind, it wasn't Fiona in her entirety. It seemed to be just her hair. And just for that flickering instant.