Quotes About Transition

Très vite dans ma vie il a été trop tard. A dix-huit ans il était déjà trop tard. Entre dix-huit ans et vingt-cinq ans mon visage est parti dans une direction imprévue. A dix-huit ans j'ai vieilli.

Very early in my life it was too late. It was already too late when I was eighteen. Between eighteen and twenty five my face took off in a new direction. I grew old at eighteen. I don't know if it's the same for everyone, I've never asked...

The dance is over.

No se trata de que sea necesario conseguir algo, sino de que es necesario salirse de donde se está

For several weeks she has sometimes wished she had a bed, or something akin to a bed, right there where she was, a bed on which to lay this heavy, leaden body, this body so difficult to move, this thankless and tender maturity, just on the verge of falling down upon an unresponsive, all-devouring earth. Ah, what is this body with which she suddenly feels herself saddled? Whatever became of the indefatigable, birdlike body that had been hers up till now?

Ce qui nous rassure du sommeil, c'est qu'on en sort, et qu'on en sort inchangé, puisqu'une interdiction bizarre nous empêche de rapporter avec nous l'exact résidu de nos songes.

Cercai di percorrere col pensiero la rivoluzione attraverso la quale passeremo tutti, il cuore che s'arresta, il cervello che rinuncia al pensiero, i polmoni che cessano di aspirare la vita. Anch'io subirò uno sconvolgimento analogo: morirò, un giorno. Ma ogni agonia è diversa; i miei sforzi per figurarmi quella di Antinoo non pervenivano che a una costruzione priva di valore: era morto solo.

Avrei assistito al mutarsi della passione in amicizia, come pretendono i moralisti, oppure in indifferenza, il che è più frequente.

Piccola anima smarrita e soave, compagna e ospite del corpo, ora t'appresti a scendere in luoghi incolori, ardui e spogli, ove non avrai più gli svaghi consueti. Un istante ancora, guardiamo insieme le rive familiari, le cose che certamente non vedremo mai più... Cerchiamo d'entrare nella morte a occhi aperti...

Come il viaggiatore che naviga tra le isole dell'Arcipelago vede levarsi a sera i vapori luminosi, e scopre a poco a poco la linea della costa, così io comincio a scorgere il profilo della mia morte.

Petite âme, âme tendre et flottante, compagne de mon corps, qui fut ton hôte, tu vas descendre dans ces lieux pâles, durs et nus, où tu devras renoncer aux jeux d'autrefois. Un instant encore, regardons ensemble les rives familières, les objets que sans doute nous ne reverrons plus… Tâchons d'entrer dans la mort les yeux ouverts...

La meditación de la muerte no enseña a morir y no facilita la partida; pero ya no es facilidad lo que busco.

Mi infancia, cuando la recuerdo, se me aparece como una idea de quietud al borde de una inquietud que sería después toda mi vida.

A young, handsome emperor in one period, and an old sickly one in his final days

Todo lo que era bueno en las horas de deleite sigue siendo exquisito en las horas de desvalimiento. Los que cambian de opinión en la desgracia, como los que se convierten en el momento de morir, confiesan con ello que han vivido mal.

A]nd death is perhaps nothing more than giving birth to a soul.

Get over it, and if you can't get over it, get over talking about it.

Adulthood, for all its opportunities, meant the simultaneous accumulation of loss.

Sometimes things fall apart so that better things can fall together – Marilyn Monroe

A thought struck me: maybe I wouldn't ever be the real me again. Because the only thing that would snap things back to the way they were, would be if he had't died.

One can never go back. You know that.

The first flush couldn't last for ever. Everyone knew that.

Adulthood, for all its opportunities, meant the simultaneous accumulation of loss. Momentarily the emptiness was unbearable.

Perhaps the sadness of a divorce doesn't actually disappear, she realized. Instead you have to incorporate it, learn to coexist with it