Quotes About Transition

I have a feeling that my boat has struck, down there in the depths, against a great thing. And nothing happens! Nothing...Silence...Waves... --Nothing happens? Or has everything happened, and are we standing now, quietly, in the new life?

Nothing happens? Or has everything happened, and we are standing now, quietly, in the new life?

Silence which in breaking up at dawn will speak differently.

tengo algunos rebusques todavía, pero no quiero ni oír las cosas viejas. Me hace mal. Es una cuestión de salud.

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I think everyone goes through chapters in their life and there was a time when I wasn't feeling terribly positive about what I was contributing to film, or wasn't feeling as if I was going in the direction I wanted and I re-evaluated what I was doing.

One hesitates to open a new chapter when the old one is not resolved.

Before crosses signified Christianity, they were Aphrodite's special emblem.)

the past two weeks. It

It's never too late to step off a path and look for a different route.

Anytime our lives are disrupted by change, we turn to conversational rituals to "re-anchor" us to a safe place.

And once I wanted to be a fireman. Then

Many people mistakenly think a new technology cancels out an old one.

I give you this to take with you: Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.

Each of us becomes ready to surrender for different reasons and the accompanying change is sometimes painful. Just as a seed starts in the darkness and then splits apart to become something larger and more alive, surrender impels our consciousness to grow—a

sometimes it's hard to be as adaptable as you'd like.

some changes happen deep down inside of you. And the truth is, only you know about them. Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be.

Like my mother said, you can't go back to holding hands

Things change…things happen…things you can't even imagine when you're young and full of hope.

When a family breaks you don't hear the crack of the breaking. You don't hear a sound.

So here I was. I would live with Joe and Mom. I had no place else to go. Joe would carve the roast on Sundays. He would put up the Christmas tree.

Ruthie's story wasn't a love story, though, so this wasn't a beginning, or an end. It could be too late, no matter what Penny thought. No matter what she herself thought, or Joe thought, or how deeply they would fall. Whatever was going to happen could fall apart or melt away. It could be frost on a windowpane, dew on the grass. But stop, look, how beautiful is that.

You have to stop this. I don't want to lose you too. If you have to make a revolution, Make a small revolution.

Now that she's going to drive out the English and crown Charles VII, who's going to look after the cows?