Quotes About Transformation

You will find that there is no death at all, in the true sense of the word, but everything goes on living, transmuting and becoming perfect according to primitive laws.

Nothing ever truly dies. The universe wastes nothing, everything is simply transformed.

I've developed into quite a swan. I'm one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older - until I drop dead of beauty.

Death Makes Angels of us all.

Death is the waiting-room where we robe ourselves for immortality.

The major political event of the twentieth century is the death of socialism.

when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.

Death is simply a shedding of the physical body, like the butterfly coming out of a cocoon. . . . It's like putting away your winter coat when spring comes.

Let's learn to live! Then there is no death, save the transition, when desired. Many live who have never died as yet.

It has always been this way. Death is followed by birth. To reach paradise, man must pass through inferno. - Bertrand Zobrist

On a charcoal kiln a vine keeps climbing, while being burned to death.

Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty.

Any business today that embraces the status quo as an operating principle is going to be on a death march.

She knew herself, how she had slowly, over years, become a cat, a wolf, a snake, anything but a girl. How she had wrung out her girlhood like death.

Die while alive And be thoroughly dead. Then do what you will, All is good.

Death, is not an end, but a transition crisis. All the forms of decay are but masks of regeneration--the secret alembics of vitality.

Entrance into Heaven is not at the hour of death, but at the moment of conversion.

He who learns death unlearns slavery.

Whenever anything changes and quits its proper limits, this change is at once the death of that which was before.

The last act in the biography of the hero is that of the death or departure.

It is the Revolution, the magical word, the word that is going to change everything, that is going to bring us immense delight and a quick death.

Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do.

After his death the gardener does not become a butterfly, intoxicated by the perfumes of the flowers, but a garden worm tasting all the dark, nitrogenous, and spicy delights of the soil.

We are ever dying to one world and being born into another.