Quotes About Transformation

In my opinion, what changed the situation eventually - and, of course, it took a lot of time to change it, things like that don't change in a week or a fortnight - was the new educational system.

All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy that is to herald the feet of many rose-red dawns.

I am not in favour of this modern mania for turning bad people into good people at a moment's notice.

The only thing that one really knows about human nature is that it changes. Change is the one quality we can predicate of it.

The systems that fail are those that rely on the permanency of human nature

while to propose to be a better man is a piece of unscientific cant, to have become a deeper man is the privilege of those who have suffered. And such I think I have become.

It would kill the past, and when that was dead, he would be free.

You have not realized how I have developed. I was a schoolboy when you knew me. I am a man now. I have new passions new thoughts new ideas. I am different but you must not like me less. I am changed but you must always be my friend.

Discúlpeme, no le había reconocido: he cambiado mucho.

A genius in the daytime and a beauty at night!

Indeed, as a rule, everybody turns out to be somebody else.

All those who come in contact with his [Christ's] personality, even though they may neither bow to his altar or kneel before his priest, in some way find that the ugliness of their sin is taken away and the beauty of their sorrow is revealed to them.

Though your sins be as scarlet, yet I will make them as white as snow.

If this girl can give a soul to those who have lived without one, if she can create the sense of beauty in people whose lives have been sordid and ugly, if she can strip them of their selfishness and lend them tears for sorrows that are not their own, she is worthy of all your adoration, worthy of the adoration of the world.

Have you not sometimes noted, When we unlock some long-disuséd room With heavy dust and soiling mildew filled, Where never foot of man has come for years, And from the windows take the rusty bar, And fling the broken shutters to the air, And let the bright sun in, how the good sun Turns every grimy particle of dust Into a little thing of dancing gold? Guido, my heart is that long-empty room, But you have let love in, and with its gold Gilded all life.

Olvidar un hecho, es modificar el pasado.

For only blood can wipe out blood, And only tears can heal: And the crimson stain that was of Cain Became Christ's snow-white seal. VI.

I'll see if I can't make the bitter waters sweet by the intensity of love I bear you

He who lives more lives than one More deaths than one must die.

He played with the idea and grew wilful; tossed it into the air and transformed it; let it escape and recaptured it; made it iridescent with fancy and winged it with paradox. The praise of folly, as he went on, soared into a philosophy, and philosophy herself became young

Shall Joy wear what Grief has fashioned?

I was obliged to call on dear Lady Harbury.  I hadn't been there since her poor husband's death.  I never saw a woman so altered; she looks quite twenty years younger. 

Worlds had to be in travail, that the meanest flower might blow. . . .

A new life! That was what he wanted. That was what he was waiting for. Surely he