Quotes About Transformation

Above his desk he tacked a line he remembered from the Persian poet, Rumi: Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I have begun to change myself.

We have always absorbed our own disintegration.

all walls were destined to fall, no matter what.

As the tissues of the body fester and rot under X rays, so under the sun fester and rot Anglo-Saxonism and Teutonism and Scandinavianism if left too long beneath its influence.

When you have faults, do not fear to abandon them.

If I understand Change, I shall make no great mistake in Life

Worthy admonitions cannot fail to inspire us, but what matters is changing ourselves. Reverent advice cannot fail to encourage us, but what matters is acting on it. Encouraged without acting, inspired without changing – there's nothing to be done for such people.

He watched the screen go gray.

Para dónde se va la oscuridad cuando sale el sol? Para ninguna parte, se convierte en luz.

people: "I will give them [a] new heart and put a new spirit within them; I will remove the stony heart from their bodies, and replace it with a natural heart

You could be the ugliest, nastiest most miserable piece of shit known to man, but if you had a beating heart there was always a chance you'd turn into a diamond after a million years.

He looked at his dry old hand and it seemed to him that in this atmosphere, he had himself become more reptilian than human. "I am caught by the dry, drab enturtlement of old, old age," he murmured, but the voice was weak and the robots did not hear him.

In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments.

This place aint the same. It never will be. Maybe we've all got a little crazy. I guess if everbody went crazy together nobody would notice, what do you think?

That he could not enkindle in the heart of the child what was ashes in his own.

You might think you could run away and change your name and I don't know what all. Start over. And then one mornin' you wake up and look at the ceilin' and guess who's layin' there?

We would hardly wish to know ourselves again as once we were and yet we mourn the days.

Who builds in stone seeks to alter the structure of the universe.

Sites that have been host to extraordinary suffering will eventually be either burned to the ground or turned into temples.

Gray vines coiled leftward in this northern hemisphere, what winds them shapes the dogwhelk's shell. Weeds sprouted from cinder and brick.

Deployed upon that plain they moved in a constant elision, ordained agents of the actual dividing out the world which they encountered and leaving what had been and what would never be alike extinguished on the ground behind them.

He'd half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat.

Se solo il mio cuore fosse pietra.

These old people I talk to, if you could of told em that there would be people on the streets of our Texas towns with green hair and bones in their noses speakin a language they couldnt even understand, well, they just flat out wouldnt of believed you. But what if you'd of told em it was their own grandchildren?