Quotes About Transformation

Is the plant complete when it flowers? When it goes to seed? When the seeds sprout? When everything turns into compost?

I have found my way, step by step, proceeding from touch points that have emerged, some through conscious choice and some through dream state discovery.

The greatest miracle that God can do today is to take an unholy man out of an unholy world and make him holy, then put him back into that unholy world and keep him holy in it.

Prayer does not condition God; prayer conditions us. Prayer does not win God to our view; it reveals God's view to us.

And before we can be clean and ready for Him to control, self-seeking, self-glory, self-interest, self-pity, self-righteousness, self-importance, self-promotion, self-satisfaction—and whatsoever else there be of self—must die.

God never intended His Church to be a refrigerator in which to preserve perishable piety. He intended it to be an incubator in which to hatch out converts. —F. LINCICOME

If we will give God time, He will give us timeless souls.

Repentance is a change of mind about God, about sin, and about hell!

To make my weak heart strong and brave, Send the fire. To live a dying world to save, send the fire. Oh, see me on Thy altar lay My life, my all, this very day; To crown the offering now, I pray: Send the fire! —F. de L. Booth-Tucker

Fantasy is storytelling with the beguiling power to transform the impossible into the imaginable, and to reveal our own "real" world in a fresh and truth-bearing light.

Quoting an experienced school counselor: "You can't change a bully into a flower child, but you can change him into a knight.

If you aren't smelling awful smells sometimes, then you're not where Jesus is.

Maybe the whole of italy is becoming a sort of Sicily.

Butterflies were like alcohol. The heat of a good wine in a burnt orange butterfly. The cool swallow of rare ship-bought vodka in clear, white and blue beauties.

All perishes, all decays, all is born again.

Imagine you're living in a flock, and one day you find out that the others aren't sheep at all -- they're wolves.

Ring for your maid, and when she comes in we'll pounce upon her and tear off her face. I'll wear her face tonight instead of mine.

Time, as we all know, passes. Whether it returns in quite the same way is doubtful.

Do you believe, she went on, that the past dies? Yes, said Margaret. Yes, if the present cuts its throat.

Anyway, Art [making] is a magic which makes the hours melt away and even days dissolve into seconds, isn't that so, dear lady?

reading the Odyssey about the beautiful witch who transformed her admirers into beasts. A wonderful picture of antique love.

pues no todo en el fuego es claridad, sino también leña bruta, y ceniza, y humo...

Me gustan los viejos: no es una diarrea sentimental, como diría ese barbarote de Samuel Tesler. Los viejos me gustan como las flores marchitas, los frutos pasados, los otoños y los anocheceres, las cosas en trance final y en víspera de metamorfosis

You cannot expect to achieve new goals or move beyond your present circumstances unless you change.