Quotes About Transformation

Before that night, I'd had no idea my father was so well suited for wreaking havoc or equipped to make that lightning-quick transformation from sanity to lunacy that is indispensable in enacting the unbridled urge to destroy.

Writing is) the transformation, through an elaborate impersonation, of a personal emergency into a public act (in both senses of that word).

I left the front stoop on Leslie Street, ate of the fruit of the tree of fiction, and nothing, neither reality nor myself, has been the same since.

What was astonishing to him was how people seemed to run out of their own being, run out of whatever the stuff was that made them who they were and, drained of themselves, turn into the sort of people they would once have felt sorry for.

I am a breast. A Phenomenon that has been vastly described to me as a massive hormonal influx, a endocrinopathic catastrophe and/or a hermaphroditic explosion of chromosomes took place within my body between midnight and 4 A.M. on February 18, 1971, and converted me into a mammary gland disconnected from any human form.

Scrivere ti trasforma in una persona che sbaglia sempre. La perversione che ti spinge a continuare è l'illusione che un giorno, forse, l'imbroccherai. Che cos'altro potrebbe farlo? Come per tutti i fenomeni patologici, non ti rovina completamente la vita.

La fente, comme tracée au tire-ligne, cette superbe couture rabattue, qui s'épanouira un jour en pétales et, au fil du temps, deviendra le con de la femme, un pliage d'origami.

We must learn to die daily to the known and limited, accepting our outer lives are but an offering to the inner spirit. Then everyday will be a new birth into eternity.

Christian spirituality involves a transformation of the self that occurs only when God and self are both deeply known. Both, therefore, have an important place in Christian spirituality. There is no deep knowing of God without a deep knowing of self, and no deep knowing of self without a deep knowing of God. John Calvin wrote, "Nearly the whole of sacred doctrine consists in these two parts: knowledge of God and of ourselves."3

Self-acceptance always precedes genuine self-surrender and self-transformation.

Growth in love is not an accomplishment but the receipt of a gift.

The self that begins the spiritual journey is the self of our own creation, the self we thought ourselves to be. This is the self that dies on the journey. The self that arrives is the self that was loved into existence by Divine Love. This is the person we were destined from eternity to become—the I that is hidden in the "I AM.

Paradoxically, as we become more and more like Christ we become more uniquely our own true self.

Teresa of Avila says that the important thing in prayer is not to think much but to love much. The head is not a bad place to start our prayer journey. But if prayer stays there too long and does not begin to sink to the heart, it will inevitably become arid and frustrating.

The single most important thing I have learned in over thirty years of study of how love produces healing is that love is transformational only when it is received in vulnerability.

Once I was a lamb, playing in a green field. Then the wolves came. Now I am an eagle and I fly in a different universe.

You understand? If the past must haunt you, then use it wisely. You cannot alter the past, but you can use it to alter the future. The terror you saw has strengthened you, Connavar. It has given you purpose. Bless the dead for that. And move on.

The tree bark began to move, forming a face of wood.

This is the real magic of fantasy fiction: it can feed souls and change lives.

Mom is old-fashioned about babies. Maybe it's because she was born male, but changed so she could experience her own pregnancy with Jamie, and then with me. I asked her why she never changed back and she said she was having more fun this way, she said I should make up my own mind…

I don't know why Jamie wanted to change, I think it's because he wanted to be like his dad. I know I wanted to change because I wanted to be like Jamie.

When Mom was a boy, she looked a lot different. I saw some old pictures once of my dad, and he had his arm around a boy who looked a little like Mom, but his hair was longer. Mom doesn't say much about life on Earth, so I guess it wasn't a very happy home for her. Like most everybody else, she and Dad left because they thought they could have a better life somewhere else.

Two remarkable towers. And beyond that, she became something

Nobody was anything anymore.