Quotes About Transition

Every ending brings a new beginning. Yes! we do finish one thing in order to begin another thing i.e. your so seemed bad or unhappy ending will mark a fabulous new beginning for you. So, just keep your fingers crossed. I mean, keep on hoping and trusting in God for a positive change.

Every so seemed/called failure is an opportunity for a change over. Yes, now that inversely means, whenever you think you've failed in anything. You are unknowingly being given a chance to change from your present system/situation to a new/better one.

Every so seemed/called failure is an opportunity for a change over. Yes, now that inversely means, whenever you think you've failed in anything. You are unknowingly being given a chance to change from your present/former system/situation into a new/better one.

Rigidity causes inflexibility to a change. Therefore, be less rigid in all your undertakings in order to be or become more flexible to adopt and adapt to a change. Besides that, it's often ideal to be less rigid and more flexible.

The darkest part of the night marks the dawn of a new day. Yes! i.e. your so seemed worst failure will sooner or later pave way for you to achieve an uncommon success.

There is a whole range of melancholy: it begins with a smile and a landscape and ends with the clang of a broken bell in the soul

Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessor.

M-am gândit iar??i c? în unele ??ri din America Latin? se spune despre cel r?posat de curând: «a devenit indiferent».

ca s? treci de la limba român? la limba francez? e ca È™i cum ai trece de la o rug?ciune la un contract.

What I discern in each moment is its exhaustion, its death-rattle, and not the transition to the next moment. I generate dead time, wallowing in the asphyxia of becoming.

Death is not altogether useless: after all, it is because of death that we may be able to recuperate the prenatal space, our only space....

Death reaches so far, requires so much room, that I no longer know where to die.

Each day is a Rubicon in which I aspire to be drowned.

For it ends only to be replaced by fear

These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day! Every leaf speaks bliss to me, Fluttering from the autumn tree...

Blazing in Gold and quenching in PurpleLeaping like Leopards to the Sky…And the Juggler of Day is gone.

The Dying, is a trifle, pastBut living, this includeThe dying multifold—withoutThe Respite to be dead.

So instead of getting to Heaven, at last—I'm going, all along.

Change can be good but its always tough to let go of the past

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

Still, as I mused, the naked room, The alien firelight died away; And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright, unclouded day.

Already, even while the priest stood beside her, while the prayers she had so longed for, those prayers which Grania had died to obtain for her, were being uttered, she was drifting across its borderland; already its sounds rather than his voice, rather than any earthly voices, were in her ears; already her foot was upon its threshold. And upon that threshold, perhaps - who knows? - who can tell? - they met.

How you enter a space and how you leave a space is as important as what happens in the space.