Quotes About Transformation

We need to keep domesticating religion. It's such an unpredictable beast.

What we did in the last month, last year, even in childhood, shouldn't deny us the chance of reinvention

It was the poem that explained the nature of courage and turned the mystery of death into a heroic couplet. Ultimately, it was the poem that banished fear from the heart and transformed us from actors into participants.

I told myself I did not have to live as I once did. I did not have to re-create the violent moments that used to come aborning like a sulfurous match flaring off a thumbnail.

Not everybody gets to see a blinding light on the way to Damascus.

It's strange how people bloom, even in poisonous soil, once they allow themselves to become what they've always been.

I'm tired of sackcloth and

Where Darth Sidious had gained everything, Vader had lost everything.

Where Darth Sidious had gained everything, Vader had lost everything, including–for the moment, at least–the self-confidence and unbridled skill he had demonstrated as Anakin Skywalker.

Glaciers and volcanoes both have the potential to transform landscapes, but one does so by burying what lies beneath, where the other spews forth new terrain.

Teller stared up at him. What transforms a man into a monster, Tarkin? Monster? That's a point of view, is it not? I will say this much: This place, this plateau is what made me.

It was a violent breakthrough against an older social structure.

The Civil War marked a milestone in the transformation of nursing from a menial service to a genuine profession.

The Civil War started out as one kind of conflict and ended as something quite different.

James MacGregor Burns

I was ashamed of my mother, but see, love didn't come natural to me until I became a Christian.- Ruth McBride

He felt like a radio tuning in to a new channel, one that was beginning to fuzz into range, slowly coming in clear, proper, the way his Hettie had always wanted him to be. The new feeling humbled him.

She laughed, and as she did, Potts felt as if he were watching a dark, silent mountain suddenly blink to life, illuminated by a hundred lights from a small, quaint village that had lived on the mountainside for a hundred years, the village appearing out of nowhere, all the lights aglow at once. Every feature of her face glowed. He found himself wanting to tell her every sorrow he ever knew

Is this what love does? It changes you this way? It allows you to see the past this clearly?

her heart grew tiny wings again.

The eggshell of appearance split.

The thief on the cross had to be the luckiest man alive. He was nothing more than a low-life criminal, a loser. He had committed a crime. He was convicted for it, and he was crucified for it. So he had no future; he was going nowhere; or worse, he was going to hell. Yet of all the criminals, on all the crosses, on all the hills in the Roman Empire, he was crucified next to Jesus Christ.

But instead of being con-formed to the world, Christians are to be changed from within to be increasingly like Jesus Christ.

Only that which can change can continue.