Quotes About Transition

It is in the past, enough looking back, it is gone, it is more over with than the shocks of childhood.

But look! I am starting to give him up! I believe he is not coming back. Something has died, inside me, believing that

in a sky whose darkness is fading, that first dream, from which I am now waking.

God-bye, for the rest of this life and for the long nothing.

I always feared this would happen, I thought it would be a pure horror, but it's just home

But now it was time to go beyond comfort, to part.

The last thing she needed was to fall for someone again. Before the move from Denver, she'd had her first serious boyfriend. Millicent had gone along on every one of their dates, suddenly determined to play chaperone. Uncle Pat's decision to move came just as the relationship was heating up Tara sagged. Why bother falling for another guy? It would hurt too much when Uncle Pat pulled up stakes again. My life sucks, she thought.

when it was time to go back to get ready

Life is like and ever-shifting kaleidoscope - a slight change, and all patterns alter.

If you're reading these words, perhaps it's because something has kicked open the door for you, and you're ready to embrace change. It isn't enough to appreciate change from afar, or only in the abstract, or as something that can happen to other people but not to you. We need to create change for ourselves, in a workable way, as part of our everyday lives.

Amalie took his hand and spread it against her heart. Her smile was utterly tranquil. 'The world changes and the world stays the same', she told him, ... 'The old moon sets. New moon rises.

Your wedding completely changes the direction of your life, you know, no matter how greatly you desire it. I think that moment of doubt and faintness comes from all those imagined and now impossible futures all pressing in on you at once. It is your last chance to experience them, you see, and they all want to be lived at that moment.

There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end, as if summer was holding its breath, and when it let it out again, it would be autumn.

I wonder which is worse-the death, not knowing what comes after, or the wedding, when you think you know, but you're wrong.

I wear black skinny-fit jeans - I can't get away from them. It's funny because I wore baggy jeans for ages, then one day my friend convinced me to try on a skinny pair and I thought they were great.

Hope springs eternal—a truism for jilted lovers and for the children of dying parents. We convince ourselves the inevitable isn't, and when it is upon us, we rail and plead. Or deny. Busy with preparation and travel, I had pushed away my worry; now that I was here, at midmorning in Taipei, when less than a day before I'd been in the chilly Bay Area, my new reality struck me.

After I finished high school I went to Hong Kong and Thailand and spent some time there. Just to get that whole experience of being out of the bubble that I was in from high school in Vancouver, to be able to travel around and be on your own was an amazing experience.

It is their everlasting switching that is the dangerous thing, not what they choose

That was one thing about life we had to believe in, and that was transformation.

Life rushed at her after her father died, as if to remind her that there can be no less life, that there can be no deprivation of life, that life is an endless and eternal living, even if your father is dead.

She had thought that when someone died, it would be like they went into a different room. She had not known that life itself transformed itself into into a different room, and trapped you in it without them.

She had thought that when someone died, it would be like they went into a different room. She had not known that life itself transformed into a different room, and trapped you in it without them.

Such people will suddenly tell you they have another plan, and they always do it the moment things start getting difficult. But it's their everlasting switching that's the dangerous thing, not what they choose.

She had thought that when someone died, it would be like they went into a different room. She had not known that life itself transformed itself into a different room, and trapped you in it without them. Sheila Heti