Quotes About Transformation

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When the Air Force nearly collapsed in the 1970s, he was one of the men who saved it, and rebuilt it in the 1980s, not just fixing the broken parts, but defining what an air force is supposed to be.

I have never felt love as powerful as when Jesus spoke to me. I do need Him. I need His forgiveness. I have worked all my life to please God. But this Jesus has changed my thinking. I may die for this, but I must follow Him. I must.

Broken and troubled characters must travel to new worlds to heal and overcome. Venture to the underworld and the subconscious where truths are met.

Once the world of ideas has been transformed, reality cannot hold out for long. Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

In fact, as they will be delighted to tell you, Taunton is no longer a one-horse town; these days, they have a bicycle as well . . .

flipping"—changing from one state of mind to another.

it had expanded in a nice, welcoming way, becoming ever rounder and softer without losing its essential shapeliness

Eve still marveled on a daily basis at the speed with which her own life had changed. A year ago, she'd been lost and flailing, and now she was found. She wanted to call it a miracle, but it was simpler than that, and a lot more ordinary; she'd met a kind and decent man who loved her.

the chance to leave your old self behind. To take all your mistakes and regrets and erase them from the story. Who wouldn't want that?

I'd come to think of sex as this long dark tunnel that turns friends into strangers, strangers into friends.

She had arrived in dirty rags and had cooked up a striking outfit for herself, out of relief donations

Hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you're brown, you'll find out you're blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means. Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.

Political activism is seductive because it seems to offer the possibility that one can improve society, make things better, without going through the personal ordeal of rearranging one's perceptions and transforming one's self.

Dip a slice of bread in batter. That's September: yellow, gold, soft and sticky. Fry the bread. Now you have October: chewier, drier, streaked with browns. The day in question fell somewhere in the middle of the french toast process.

Be your own flying saucer! Rescue yourself!

The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and the vile can be transformed, and (c) doing that makes it that. Loving makes love. Loving makes itself. We waste time looking for the perfect lover instead of creating the perfect love. Wouldn't that be the way to make love stay?

True stability results when presumed order and presumed disorder are balanced. A truly stable system expects the unexpected, is prepared to be disrupted, waits to be transformed.

not a fighter… an adventurer. He doesn't attack, he engages; He doesn't defend, he expands; He doesn't destroy, he transforms; He doesn't reject, he explores; ….

If you want to change the world, change yourself.

I have learned something that many women these days never learn: Prince Charming really is a toad. And the beautiful Princess has halitosis. The bottom line is that a) people are never perfect, but love can be, b) that is the one and only way that they mediocre and the vile can be transformed, and c) doing that makes it that. Loving makes love. Loving makes itself. We waste time looking for the perfect lover instead of creating the perfect love. Wouldn't that be the way to make love stay?

For the ethical, political activism was seductive because it seemed to offer the possibility that one could improve society, make things better, without going through the personal ordeal of rearranging one's perceptions and transforming one's self. For the unconscionable, political reactivism was seductive because it seemed to protect one's holdings and legitimize one's greed. But both sides were gazing through a kerchief of illusion.

AS THE AFTERNOON PROGRESSES, our shadows grow longer. At night, in the dark, we become our shadows.

Civilization is a mutant beast that emerged from the shattered egg of primitive stability.-Sissy Hankshaw