Quotes About Transformation

Little drops of water, little grains of sand, make the mighty ocean and the pleasant land.

When Victoria was born, food was cooked in open fireplaces, horses carried messages, half of the population was illiterate, and a narrow band of property owners were the only ones with political power. By the end of her life in 1901, people traveled by subway, telegraphs shot messages across oceans, education was compulsory, and women had some basic rights.

In the same way that a word repeated over and over begins to sound bizarre, so an object scrutinized with such attention will start to shed its everyday invisibility. So pepper grinders become armless women who scream when their heads are twisted and rain bitterness, a cheese-grater becomes a steel wall of tears, or a light bulb the lost eye of a Cyclops. The

Similarly, only once we let go of all we know, including all our self-centered concerns, and break free of the cocoons we spin around ourselves to shut out the world can we become the truly beautiful beings we are meant to be.

Creativity - like human life itself - begins in darkness.

A cada paso adelantado en mi ruta hacia el frente rasgaba mis espaldas el aleteo desesperado de los troncos viejos. At each advancing step on my route forward back was ripped by the desperate flapping wings of the old guard. (From "Yo misma fui mi ruta/I was my own route")

Change & transformation. That kind of magic.

During that course in which "I" become, I give birth to myself amid the violence of sobs, of vomit.

Isn't it nice," the older lady said, leaning in so that only Penelope could hear her words, "to discover that we're not exactly what we thought we were?" And then she walked away, leaving Penelope wondering if maybe she wasn't quite what she'd thought she was. Maybe—just maybe—she was something a little bit more.

Shake, Newton.

Because if he looked like he was unaffected by her smile, then she would not realize that, in actuality, he was in an utter panic because somewhere deep down inside he'd realized that his life had just changed forever.

Isn't it nice to discover that we're not exactly what we thought we were?

Isn't it nice," the older lady said, leaning in so that only Penelope could hear her words, "to discover that we're not exactly what we thought we were?

It was not that he'd changed her; all of the seeds were already there. But with him, she grew.

He sighed, wondering how his life had been turned upside down by this woman in less than forty-eight hours. Correction: by this woman, a pig, and a rabbit.

Tonight I am transformed," she whispered. "Tomorrow I shall disappear." Benedict drew her close and dropped the softest, most fleeting of kisses onto her brow. "Then we must pack a lifetime into this very night.

Change what you can, he'd once told her, and accept what you can't.

Y él, que se había acostado con incontables mujeres, de repente comprendió que hasta ese momento sólo había sido un niño. Porque jamás había sido así. Todo lo anterior había sido su cuerpo. Esto era su alma.

Her hayatta bir dönüm noktas? vard?r.Bu öyle muazzam ,keskin ve belirgin bir and?r ki insan kendini göÄŸsünden vurulmuÅŸ gibi hisseder,nefesi kesilir ve bilir...Åžüphenin en ufak gölgesi olmaks?z?n hayat?n?n bir daha asla ayn? olmayaca??n? kesinlikle bilir.

Isn't it nice to discover that we're not exactly what we thought we were?

In every life there is a turning point. A moment so tremendous, so sharp and clear that one feels as if one's been hit in the chest, all the breath knocked out, and one knows, absolutely knows without the merest hint of a shadow of a doubt that one's life will never be the same.

Get yourself a dress and get yourself some flowers, because, sweetheart, you're getting yourself a new name.

But as they settled into their seats in the inn's busy dining room, he looked at her across the table and it wasn't her beauty he saw. It was her heart. And her soul. And he had a sinking feeling that his life was never going to be the same.

Love grows and changes every day. And it isn't like some thunderbolt from the sky, instantly transforming you into a different man. I know Benedict says it was that way for him, and that's just lovely, but you know, Benedict is not normal." Colin very much wanted to take that bait, but he just couldn't summon the energy.