Quotes About Transformation

Before I had Toma, I was one of those people who had no interest in other people's kids. I was. 'Don't hand me that baby!'

I'm going to start by making a confession. My name's Sajid Javid. And I used to be a banker. No point denying it.

The league has changed in so many ways. There are no point guards anymore, there are no centers anymore; it's all positionless basketball.

I have no problem talking about how hard it's been, how broke I've been, and how broke I was not even that long ago.

ipak, nije bilo sumnje da je jednom nekog volio. jedamput, samo jedamput, i to davno neko?. otada se zauvijek promjenio. ?ovjek se promjeni kad doživi savršenu ljubav, a to je bila savršena ljubav...

the stories were becoming just that: stories. The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.

money,war and time can change people

It's funny, but have you ever noticed that the more special something is, the more people seem to take it for granted? It's like they think it won't ever change. Just like this house here. All it ever needed was a little attention, and it would never have ended up like this in the first place.

She laughed, and I noted how different she was from the first night I'd met her. It was almost as though her uniform had the ability to transform her personality. But then I realized that the same was true about me. In a lab coat or scrubs, I was one person; dressed like a yachtsman, I was someone different. (p. 97, Trevor Benson)

I've come to believe that in everyone's life, there's one undeniable moment of change, a set of circumstances that suddenly alters everything.

On the trees surrounding me, the leaves are just beginning their slow turn toward the colour of fire..

But I'm different now than I was then. Just like I was different at the end of the trip than I'd been at the beginning. And I'll be different tomorrow than I am today.

I had no choice. Love does funny things to people. Jeremy didn't believe in much until he met Lexi. Lexi taught him to have a little faith. the theme here shows how Jeremy grew as a character and starts to believe in love. in something he thought he would never experience again.

He completed her in a way that she'd never thought possible.

There is no reason to feel lost, for: Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost, No birth, identity, form -- no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;... The body, sluggish, aged, cold -- the embers left from earlier fires,... shall duly flame again.

With every blink, she seems to be changing. She is young and

I'm not proud of who I was back then, but I also know it's impossible to change the past.

The damage that you have inflicted heals over, and the scarred places left behind have unusual surface areas, roughnesses enough to become the nodes around which wisdom weaves its fibrils.

With fewer total cells, but more connections between each cell, the quality of your knowledge undergoes a transformation: you begin to have a feel for situations, people fall into types, your past memories link together, and your life begins to seem, as it hadn't when you were younger, an inevitable thing composed of a million small failures and successes dependently intergrown, as opposed to a bright beadlike row of unaffiliated moments.

But it is worth recalling the almost genocidal class hatreds of many leading liberal-left intellectuals, because they show that the motives of a part of the intelligentsia were anything but honourable. They did not want the welfare state to reward their fellow citizens for what they and their ancestors had suffered. They wanted the welfare state to transform them from brutes into men or women whose company Virginia Woolf could tolerate.

Aside from these infrequent outbursts he possesses the gentle demeanor that sometimes trails the newly sober, that deep acceptance that comes with realizing how badly you'd fucked up your life.

we fill the nothing with suns, line them up, swallow sap, swallow field, drop by drop, each stem a pump. Rose to rose to rose to rose to rose to rose to rose, calyx & anther, all summer gone.

I feel as though I made a face and the wind changed, and now I have to go through life grimacing in this horrible way.

But all three of them had had to lose things in order to gain other things. Will had lost his shell and his cool and his distance, and he felt scared and vulnerable, but he got to be with Rachel; and Fiona had lost a big chunk of Marcus, and she got to stay away from the casualty ward; and Marcus had lost himself, and got to walk home from school with his shoes on.