Quotes About Transformation

Once a profound truth has been seen, it cannot be 'unseen'. There's no 'going back' to the person you were. Even if such a possibility did exist... why would you want to?

Sometimes you will hate me because I will tell you the truth about your game. And the truth can hurt/humble you

The beauty of truth: whether it is bad or good, it is liberating.

To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.

Our life-transformation is in exact proportion to the amount of truth we can take without running away.

Holy Spirit, take the Word of truth as we find it in the Scriptures and bring it home to our lives.

Things are more like they are now than they ever were before.

It simply dazzled her how he went from goofy bear, rolling on his back and playing with his toes, and right into sexy-beyond-belief Jersey grizzly who'd worked her body like a love god.

What have I done?" he asked, his voice raw. "You used to be such a sane, sensible lady." "You took me on a journey into my own heart.

Every Moment of Truth, even if it is a Moment of Misery, is an opportunity to create a Moment of Magic.

There is a direct relationship between our personal experience with the Lord and how we see ourselves. The closer we grow to him, the more clear and complete becomes our vision of who we are, who we have always been, and who we may become.

On those days when we are not ready to stop being offended, not ready to forgive, still determined to dish out the silent treatment, what we are actually saying is, 'Thanks, but I don't want to become more like the Savior today. Maybe tomorrow, but not today.' Perhaps those are the times when we need to pray the hardest, the times it becomes clear that a change in behavior is not enough--that we must have a change in nature.

When we come to understand not only WHO we are, but who we always have been – and therefore, who we may become – the choice between following Christ or embracing the world is really no choice at all.

Energy is neither created nor destroyed. It just changes shape.

Sometimes something comes along and tears your roots right out the ground, and that's when you know you been planted too long.

Looking up into the trees, I noticed that one still had a few dark leaves clinging to the upper branches. Under my gaze, the leaves became a semé of birds, scattering upward and away in a salutary swoop, leaving only a plastic bag, caught and hanging listlessly in the bare limbs.

Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to be finally butterflies when the summer comes

I have hair that I audition with, my sitcom hair which is a curly wig. I have my long chic hair that I wear to my son's school so they know I'm not playing around. I always tell people that my husband gets a different woman every night when I come home from 'The View.' Hair makes you feel a certain way, like putting a power suit on.

Sometimes limbs must be re-broken to set properly, her heart too needed to shatter anew before it could truly heal.

Outwardly, other than her hair, she had not changed much. She was still more or less the same cool, aloof woman who garnered more respect than affection. On the inside, however, it had been impossible to return to the person she used to be.

Everyone changed. But it was rare to meet anyone who could be relied upon to change for the better.

I guess what I'm really trying to say is that you used to shatter easily. But now you've become less brittle.

Do you leave as a ship sailing out of harbour? Do you return as rain to the earth? Will I guide you in the Beyond, if I hold aloft the brightest light here on Earth?

Of course. Now she saw the error of her ways. She had been so consumed by the Vigenère cipher that she—horrors—hadn't been eating properly. A quick glance at the mirror told her that she was down to only one point three chins. No wonder her brain was so slow and unwieldy, like a steam engine on the last shovel of coal. Two more madeleines and she felt like a new woman.