Quotes About Transition

There's so much I have to do to take over the Clan

I have traveled so far and loved so much, and yet I am still following the Sun Trail, heading for my new hunting grounds. EXCERPT FROM WARRIORS: A VISION OF SHADOWS #1: THE APPRENTICE'S QUEST

The time of the Clans was coming

Squirrelpaw forced herself not to look back. They had left their homes. The journey had truly begun.

There's no normal. Not anymore.

Without another word, Firestar turned and headed toward

Take care of your kin," his mother meowed. "And remember that I'm always with you. . . ." Her voice died away on the last few words. Crowfeather saw her shape begin to fade, until it was no more than a frosty glimmer in the air, and then was gone.

Sorry, Bramblestar!" Purdy gasped. "I'm too old and stiff for this. I can't get up or down, so I'd better live here, okay?

The earth was darker on this side of the Thunderpath and the grass felt coarser underpaw. As they approached the foot of Highstones, the grass gave way to bare, rocky soil, dotted with patches of heather. The land sloped up now, toward the sky. Craggy rocks topped the slope, blazing orange in the sun.

You cannot live with a paw in each world.

Every step begins a journey, and this one is for us.

I can't give you the sunset, but I can give you the night.

Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

Mi hermano sostiene que creer que antes era todo mejor es un callejón sin salida. Pero distinto es una palabra que le gusta.

Egil har altså ikke sugd det fra eget bryst, men, sier han, vi må ta i betraktning at den tiden er over. I dag er det ganske lite som kan suges helt fra eget bryst. Det er ikke mulig lenger. Folk har tenkt tankene før. Vår oppgave blir å raffinere dem.

Vi læres opp til å like forandring, til å ønske den velkommen. Det er sykt og jeg forstår det ikke.

Getting out of the hospital is a lot like resigning from a book club. You're not out of it until the computer says you're out of it.

I take a very practical view of raising children. I put a sign in each of their rooms: 'Checkout Time is 18 years.'

More tough love is needed, of the sort that makes one throw a child in the pool, hoping that she will swim; the sort that makes one get her a car, later in life, after enough practice at the simulator, and cross one's fingers as she attempts to transfer her skills from the lab to the battlefield.

Death is the end of time, of individual time at least, and the switching to an eternal instant where differences no longer hold, choices no longer need to be made, and before and after are no longer relevant.

He felt as if he must leap somewhere out of the now, but everywhere it was now.

These three words were always the last thing an OASIS user saw before leaving the real world and entering the virtual one: READY PLAYER ONE

Ismeritek azt a mondást, hogy ha egyszer elhagytátok az otthonotokat, soha nem térhettek vissza oda igazán?

And sometimes, when you think you've finally reached the end of the game, suddenly you find yourself standing at the start of a whole new level.