Quotes About Transition

Once you open your eyes in the water, you become a flying creature....How unlike a dead fish a live fish is.

Times will change for the better when you change.

I am not ready to die, But I am learning to trust death As I have trusted life. I am moving Toward a new freedom

Nobody stays special when they're old, Anna. That's what we have to learn.

It is time I came back to my real life After this voyage to an island with no name, Where I lay down at sunrise drunk with light.

Think of the trees and how simply they let go, let fall the riches of a season, how without grief ( it seems ) they can let go...Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long...Let it go.

Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long

The trouble is that old age is not interesting until one gets there, a foreign country with an unknown language to the young, and even to the middle-aged. I

KAIROS A unique time in a person's life; an opportunity for change.

of its growing. I really must

Few, if any, survive their teens.

There is nothing quite so tragic as a young cynic, because it means the person has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing.

I looked up the way I was going and back the way I come and since I wasn't satisfied I stepped off and [found] me a new path.

Although I had no regrets, I told myself sadly that growing up was not the painless process one would have thought it to be.

Before he could bring his lips together, his teeth fell, no, actually his teeth jumped, out of his mouth.

I found it hard to think of leaving my books. They had been my elevators out of the midden, and to whom could I entrust such close friends?

My name had lost its ring of familiarity and I had to be nudged to go and receive my diploma.

Don't lose what you had to get something which just may not work.

A horse needs a tail more than one season.

Sounds came to me dully, as if people were speaking through their handkerchiefs or with their hands over their mouths. Colors weren't true either, but rather a vague assortment of shaded pastels that indicated not so much color as faded familiarities. People's names escaped me and I began to worry over my sanity. After all, we had been away less than a year, and customers whose accounts I had formerly remembered without consulting the ledger were now complete strangers.

after all, girls have to giggle, and after being a woman for theee years I was about to become a girl.

He turned his back and went through the door into the cool beyond. Momma backed up inside herself for a few minutes. I forgot everything except her face which was almost a new one to me. She leaned over and took the doorknob, and in her everyday soft voice she said, "Sister, go on downstairs. Wait for me. I'll be there directly.

After being a woman for three years, I became a girl.

She stands between the unknown and the known. In Stockholm, my mother shed her protective love down around me and without knowing why people sensed that I had value. I