Quotes About Transformation

When something changes your life, Lisette, you remember everything.

put herself back together again and again. She would drink the forest liquids and drench herself in possibility.

Upheaval was a fact of life. You could either be defeated by it or take advantage. Walking into one's so-called "destiny" was the ability to see disruptions not as obstacles, but as road signs, then follow them where they led.

I've always believed there's something magical about a book. A bundle of paper and ink that can change your life.

Scary thought - what if I get to know myself and I'm someone I don't want to be?

Unexpected change is like a breath of fresh air -- a little brisk at first, but magic for the body and soul.

Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. —Marilyn Monroe

She patted her hair, which she wore swept up and held in place with spangled pins. The dress was a dramatic strapless red sheath she and her friend Ariel had found in a church thrift shop. Ariel swore that, after alterations, the dress would look as though it had been tailor-made for Rosa. The bright cherry-red was delicious, the open-toed ruby and rhinestone sandals made her look taller and she felt wonderful.

Difficulty is a miracle in its first stage. —Amish proverb

I could tell you my adventures—beginning from this morning,' said Alice a little timidly: 'but it's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.

The trees had long since dropped their colorful matntles of leaves. The grass had gone dormant and lay dry and beaten down, as if it would never grow again. An air of bleakness hovered everywhere, giving the place a sense of waiting. A good, clean snowfall would change everything.

Through this. Through to where? Where did you end up when you got through something? What happened at the end of through? Was it a destination? Or another open door? An escape hatch?

This whole place started as a dream. I never told you this, but my dreams started here, too. The first time I came to this place, I was able to imagine some sort of life for myself that didn't completely suck. That was huge for me. I can't tell you how huge.

watched as the earth mother turned into a corporate dominatrix, chewing out the legal counsel

Adoption is the start of a bittersweet and difficult emotional journey. It's also the most rewarding and selfless thing I've ever done.

O que você mudaria em sua vida se pudesse começar tudo de novo, o que faria, quem seria, para onde iria é o que abraçaria?

had a long drink of water. It was delicious and refreshing (it had been a cloud only hours before).

There was very little about her face and figure that was in any way remarkable, but it was the sort of face which, when animated by conversation or laughter, is completely transformed. She had a lovely disposition, a quick mind and a fondness for the comical. She was always very ready to smile and, since a smile is the most becoming ornament that any lady can wear, she had been known upon occasion to outshine women who were acknowledged beauties in three countries.

Once, men and women were able to turn themselves into eagles and fly immense distances. They communed with rivers and mountains and received wisdom from them. They felt the turning of the stars inside their own minds.

When you're writing, you're creating something out of nothing ... A successful piece of writing is like doing a successful piece of magic. [As quoted on WritersServices , 6 March 2012]

Beautiful flames, can destroy so many things—prison walls that hold you, stitches that bind you fast.

Beware Stephen! There will probably be a magical combat of some sort. I daresay I shall have to take on different forms – cockatrice, raw head and bloody bones, rains of fire, etc., etc. You may wish to stand back a little!

I have been many things since last we met. I have been trees and rivers and hills and stones. I have spoken to stars and earth and wind.

The old King is dead. The new King approaches! And at his approach the world sheds its sorrow. The sings of the old King dissolve like morning mist! The world assumes the character of the new. His virtues fill up the wood and world!