Quotes About Transformation

I feared he might be trying to grow a beard again.

For a fraction of a second he was a yellow blossom of flame in the stream of light, and then he was one with it. All that remained of what he'd been was a wisp of steam coiling above the torrent of fire.

Indeed. It led to a renaissance," Root says, "like in the seventeenth century, when the Puritans tore everything to rubble and then slowly built it back up from scratch.

Dr. Emanuel Lagos.

Kathree sat alone on the beach, hugging her knees and watching the woman do what she did and wondering what events in her life had caused her to shift into what she was now, so tall, so lovely, so watchable. She did not have the manner of one who had been born beautiful, which made Kathree suspect that she had come by it through some kind of personal disaster.

In the way of neighbors, it at first had nothing but rubble and worn-out robots

If wolves could become poodles in a few thousand years, think what humans could turn into, if there was a ne

Your mistake," Ng says, "is that you think that all mechanically assisted organisms—like me—are pathetic cripples. In fact, we are better than we were before.

He was an unformed block, from which he was now laboring, literally, to sculpt a Renaissance Man. Reader, that was an attractive thing to watch.

period of geological cunnilingus.

When he came to his senses, he was aware that a large number of telephones were singing their little electronic songs. Including his. The birth cry of a new age. IVY

Anyway, she was now the sort of girl who shot people. Useful to know.

In fact, I would probably sound like a seventeenth-century alchemist or something.

The Walmart was like a starship that had landed in the soybean fields.

When he came to his senses, he was aware that a large number of telephones were singing their little electronic songs. Including his. The birth cry of a new age.

You have an agreeably uninteresting existence. Let's see if we can change that.

Daniel got dressed. Much of his clothing had been blown up.

given all the other changes he's gone through, why the hell shouldn't he become a cigarette smoker while he's at it? Maybe next week he'll be shooting heroin. For something disgusting and lethal, cigarettes are amazingly enjoyable.

Her coverall darkens, the colors shimmer through the electropigment like an oil slick, and then it's black.

Death is never an end, but always a beginning. A death is a door opening, not a door closing.

Say your truth—kindly, but fully and completely. Live your truth, gently, but totally and consistently. Change your truth easily and quickly when your experience brings you new clarity.

Sometimes you have to do what you don't want to do in order to ensure that you won't have to keep on doing it! This apparent contradiction is part of the Divine Dichotomy, which says that sometimes the only way to ultimately Be a thing—in this case, "peaceful"—may be, at first, to not be it!

What you resist, persists. What you look at disappears. That is, it ceases to have its illusory form. You see it for what it Is. And what Is can always be changed. It is only what Is Not that cannot be changed. Therefore, to change the Isness, move into it. Do not resist it. Do not deny it.

See the flower as dying and you will see the flower sadly. Yet see the flower as part of a whole tree that is changing, and will soon bear fruit, and you see the flower's true beauty. When you understand that the blossoming and the falling away of the flower is a sign that the tree is ready to bear fruit, then you understand life.