Quotes About Transformation

We pencil-sketch our previous life so we can contrast it to the technicolor of the moment.

Every two people cause and intersection. Every person alters the world.

Sometimes desire is air, sometimes desire is liquid. And every now and then, when everything else is air and liquid, desire solidifies, and the body is the magnet that draws its weight.

Make more than dust.

You're becoming. You're in the process of becoming. You just don't know what yet. That felt right. It felt okay to stop there, for now, as we walked through the future.

WHAT WAS JANE AUSTEN'S LAST FINISHED NOVEL? Vaginas and Virginity. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON IAGO KILLS IN OTHELLO? His manservant Retardio, for forgetting to change the Brita filter! WHAT HAPPENS TO THE LITTLE MERMAID AT THE END OF CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN'S THE LITTLE MERMAID? She turns into a fish and marries Nemo! Fuck you!

She transforms once again into someone carefree, and I transform into someone whose only care is her.

It's goodbye to some things. And hello to others.

Years into days. Days into hours. Hours into minutes. Minutes into moments. Moments into possibility.

Every day I am someone else. I am myself-I know I am myself-but I am also someone else. It has always been like this.

Once the storm comes out, the landscape changes. What you had before is altered in some way. And you have a choice: build something new and better from what is left or abandon it.

You make it a production. Slam doors. Knock things over. Scream. But I just leave. Even if I'm still standing there, I leave. I am refusing you. I am denying you. I am an adjective that is quickly turning into a noun.

You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.

If I were in a different body, this would be the time I would lean down and kiss her. If I were in a different body, that kiss could transform the night from off to on. If I were in a different body, she would see me inside. She would see what she wanted to see. But now it's awkward.

it's not his body that changes right away. it's something inside. he says he wants to be a little weaker. i don't understand. i say 'thinner?' and he says 'no, i want to be stronger in a different way.' not because of me, but for me.

And here we are, so different from who we were on September 10th. And also different from who we were on the 11th. And the 12th. And yesterday. Sometimes you see the before/after. And sometimes it's as soft as saying hello.

I don't mean that God made this happen to teach us something. Or to teach me something. How monstrously selfish would that be? I just mean that if we go through this thing and it changes us so much, you have to hope that it changes us for the better, right? If goodness can't come from bad things, it makes bad things unbearable.

Nothing gold can stay [...] so I guess we'll have to be silver.

But do you know what happens to girls who love lost boys? They become lost themselves. Without fail.

It's a goodbye to some things, and hello to others -A

If you want to live within the definition of your own truth, you have to choose to go through the painful process of finding it.

I am an adjective that is quickly turning into a noun.

I guess I don't believe in a small break. I feel a break is a break, and if it starts small, it only gets wider.

I wake up the next morning in Beyoncé's body.