Quotes About Transformation

At that instant I became a blooming lotus flower. The water in which I flourished was a single teardrop from Nyx.

That was one of the strange things about grief. How it turned some into weights and reduced others to the molted skin of the person they'd been.

We are all affected by our pasts, but it is within our power not to let what we have done dictate what we will do.

Yet as he stared into Stevie Rae's soft blue eyes, what he saw was a whole new world—a world in which this strange little red vampyre meant heart and soul and truth.

as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind at the last moment

the ice was not only broken; it was shivered into a million fragments

If she ever turned into a werewolf, it would be one of those jolly breezy werewolves whom it is a pleasure to know.

It was as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind at the last moment.

the way love can change a fellow is really frightful to contemplate.

He's like one of those weird birds in India who dissolve themselves into thin air and nip through space in a sort of disembodied way and assemble the parts again just where they want them. I've got a cousin who's what they call a Theosophist, and he says he's often nearly worked the thing himself, but couldn't quite bring it off, probably owing to having fed in his boyhood on the flesh of animals slain in anger and pie.

The years fell away from him till, in an instant, from being a rather poorly preserved, liverish greybeard of sixty-five or so, he became a sprightly lad of twenty-one in a world of springtime and flowers and laughing brooks. In other words, taking it by and large, George felt pretty good. The impossible had happened; Heaven had sent him an adventure, and he didn't care if it snowed.

The only thing that prevented a father's love from faltering was the fact that there was in his possession a photograph of himself at the same early age, in which he, too, looked like a homicidal fried egg. This proof that it was possible for a child, in spite of a rocky start, to turn eventually into a suave and polished boulevardier with finely chiselled features heartened him a good deal, causing him to hope for the best.

peculiarity of golf, as of love, that it temporarily changes the natures of its victims;

I could make a poet out of far less promising material. I could make a poet out of two sticks and a piece of orange peel.

There was something about this girl that made the most bizarre happenings seem right and natural. Ever since he had met her his life had changed from an orderly succession of uninteresting days to a strange carnival of the unexpected, and use was accustoming him to it.

One cannot make an omelette without breaking eggs, sir.

No Adonis to begin with, he had been so edited and re-edited during a long and prosperous ring career by the gloved fists of a hundred foes that in affairs of the heart he was obliged to rely exclusively on moral worth and charm of manner.

Mr. Crocker was swallowing convulsively, as if testing his larynx with a view to speech. Like Saul of Tarsus, he had been stricken dumb by the sudden bright light which his wife's words had caused to flash upon him.

Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.

There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked guts of the earth, absorbing and thinking, eating each day.

And our problems will crumble apart, the soul / blow through like a wind, and here where we live will all be clean again, with fresh bread on the table.

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos

I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.