Quotes About Transformation

i said to my soul be still and wait so the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing.

O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, 320 Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.

I sat upon the shore Fishing, with the arid plain behind me Shall I at least set my lands in order? London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down Poi s'ascose nel foco che gli affina Quando fiam uti chelidon—O swallow swallow Le Prince d'Aquitaine à la tour abolie These fragments I have shored against my ruins Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe. Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata. Shantih shantih shantih

We must be still and still moving / Into another intensity / For a further union / (...) / In my end is my beginning.

The end is just the beginning

Well, the Theatre's certainly not what it was.

Although I do not hope to turn again Although I do not hope Although I do not hope to turn

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.

But poets more classical than they have the same essential quality of transmuting ideas into sensations, of transforming an observation into a state of mind.

We haven't seen him for nearly eight years; And to tell the truth, now that we've seen him, We're a little worried about his health. He doesn't seem to be . . . quite himself.

Where the the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

You must go through the way in which you are not. And what you do not know is the only thing you know And what you own is what you do not own And where you are is where you are not.

The man who returns will have to meet The boy who left.

Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

Things change, but only into themselves. Downstairs

But our own selves are like pearls, created by layer after layer of present laid over past until the original thing is completely hidden.

Go down. It seemed obvious. You have to go down before you can come out - that's how these things always work.

We survive. But when survival is the only goal, what do the survivors become? This

Listen. We have always had Sacrifices and they have always done their duty without question. But in the days and years ahead, we need something different. We need Builders

God shapes us with a hammer of pain on an anvil of duty. I cannot imagine what shape we will be when He is finished.

And just like that, it all goes. You think it will never change but that's a lie. Things can change in a day.

Once in a very long time you come across a book that is far, far more than the ink, the glue and the paper, a book that seeps into your blood.

Once in a very long time you come across a book that is far, far more than the ink, the glue and the paper, a book that seeps into your blood. With such a book the impact isn't necessarily obvious at first...but the more you read it and re-read it, and live with it, and travel with it, the more it speaks to you, and the more you realize that you cannot live without that book. It's then that the wisdom hidden inside, the seed, is passed on.