Quotes About Transformation

But the ignition did, in fact, occur. And it changed everything.

The guy was cracking down on the Brotherhood, organizing shifts, trying to turn four loose cannons like V, Phury, Rhage, and Z into soldiers. No wonder he always looked like his head hurt.

was enough to actually turn you into what you had to be.

Ruhn had bared his fangs—which had descended all the way, their points like those of knives—and his already big body seemed to have swelled with aggression, becoming something huge and very deadly. As Saxton noted the transformation, his brain bifurcated, half of it remaining engaged with Minnie and the story…and the other part? All he could think of was what it would be like to have sex with that.

When Rhage's beast came out, everyone, the brothers included, looked for shelter and took up praying.

The thing was, when you served another, when you lived a role determined by someone else…you could not go back to that constriction once you found out who you truly were. She

Could the past be like this, he wondered, looking around at the empty clearing. A structure in your mind that you could burn down and get free of.

I was dead until you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came…and I was awakened.

How many are with you", Sahvage said roughly as the Brother came forward. "All of them." At that, more figures stepped forward… Vishous, who now had a goatee. Murdher, who was still red-and-black-haired. And then there were others whose faces he didn't recognize. And there were others who he expected to see and did not. But it had been a very, very long time. Things changed.

Zsadist scese dall'auto e girò intorno al baule. Dopo un secolo in cui per scelta era sempre stato a stecchetto, adesso aveva messo su dodici chili abbondanti sui suoi quasi due metri di altezza. La cicatrice in faccia restava evidente, così come le fasce che gli avevano tatuato intorno al collo e ai polsi quand'era uno schiavo di sangue, ma grazie a Bella, la sua shellan, i suoi occhi non erano più due pozzi neri d'odio. Quasi più.

But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself.

That which cannot go on will not.

In order to move forward, you had to let the past go—and sometimes that meant mental shifts that happened on the inside…whereas with others, it was about things in the physical world.

We are, like fine bourbon, a different product at the end—and there is a sacrifice involved: We are made of the same core elements we were at first constructed of, but we are never the same afterward. We are permanently altered. If we are lucky and we are smart and we are freed at the right time, we are improved. If we aged too long, we are ruined forever. Timing, like fate, is everything.

I think people who survive need to get to an aha moment," she said quietly, "where the fog lifts and you realize there are things worth living for and goals worth pursuing. Even if they're different than what motivated you before.

What are you going to do?" He stared at her for a long moment. "Maybe I'm finally going to be an angel tonight.

Alguna vez había sido un ser vivo, una hija, una hermana... alguien... Ahora se estaba endureciendo y volviéndose como el acero, en medio de su pesadilla. Embalsamada.

Butch re-formed next to him and entered

Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core.

Y el dolor... el dolor hace cambiar a las personas.

Algunas veces la única manera de saber lo lejos que has llegado es regresar al lugar de donde saliste.

We are made of the same core elements we were at first constructed of, but we are never the same afterward. We are permanently altered. If we are lucky and we are smart and we are freed at the right time, we are improved. If we are aged too long, we are ruined forever. Timing, like fate, is everything.

Il paziente, intanto, fece un bel respiro tutto da solo. Poi un altro. E un altro ancora. Poi quegli inquietanti occhi di diamante si posarono su di lei, e Jane smise di divincolarsi come soggiogata dalla sua forza di volontà. Ci fu un attimo di silenzio. Poi, in tono aspro, l'uomo a cui lei aveva salvato la vita pronunciò quattro parole che cambiarono tutto, cambiarono la sua vita, cambiarono il suo destino: «Lei. Viene. Con. Me.»

The Chosen Layla was what had changed everything for him, recasting the Brotherhood from target to tolerable, from enemy to co-existable tenant in the world. In