Quotes About Transition

Life so often arrives all of a sudden.

I feel like I just understood how to be young." "Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young." "Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

Life so often arrives all of a sudden. And who knows which side you will find yourself on?

Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

No, no, I said. No, no, Nathan, not because of you. It's something ... I can't explain it to you. I've seen myself from all sides. That's a rare thing to do. I've seen you, too. I understand things, I think. What I wanted to say was: I understand that it wasn't that you didn't want to be with me anymore, but you didn't want to be yourself anymore, the one you were with me.

Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young. Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

He is grieving, for sure—the loss of his lover, his career, his novel, his youth—so why not cover the mirrors, rend the fabric over his heart, and just let himself mourn? Perhaps he should try alone.

Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young." "Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back." "You

You're going to the wedding, apparently. - I'm reading a poem at the wedding [of his to be ex husband]

Even in the best of spirits, it's always been as though I wrestle with the present in a vain effort to stop its becoming the past.

Life, which had until then seemed to be a solid surface upon which I stood, went suddenly soft and yielding, and I began to slip through it.

The cycle of life runs in actuality from disability to temporary ability back to disability, and that only if you are among the most fortunate.

Keep your eye on the ridgeline, never lose sight of winter's hem. This is how you'll like to remember yourself: standing slightly apart and moving away, knowing in that last tawny rush of the leaves: what goes out there, it never comes back.

To every time, its own normality.

We are no longer as close as before. Henryk is taking something from me. I cannot hold on to that which he will take with him when he goes. And that which is mine in him will die on the other side of the wall. Now there will be less of Pawelek.

Since people are going to be living longer and getting older, they'll just have to learn how to be babies longer.

People do tend to avoid new realities; they'd rather just add details to the old ones. It's as simple as that.

But adolescence is a time of hurts.

And then she moved from shock to grief the way she might enter another room.

She thinks of all that will have to be done to dismantle a life.

There are moments in your life when you know that the sentence that will come next will change your life forever, although you realize, even as you are anticipating this sentence, that your life has already changed. Changed some time ago, and you simply didn't know it.

kind of necessary acceptance will form around her, like a lobster making its new shell, one that will be soft and easily breakable in the beginning but so hard that only lobster crackers can shatter it in the end. She can hardly wait.

Rowan is leaving him. She's been leaving him for months.