Quotes About Transformation

the love I felt for him was huge and real, and, while painful, it forever changed me as a person

Mrs. Basil E.

I go from chords to cords, amped to amps.

and everything about me goes from crying out to just plain crying

I'm an ivy twined so long against a tower of strange design that I cannot now assume any other shape.

I remade my heart. I learned to conduct myself in love so it could not betray me.

Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn't you - all of the expectations, all of the beliefs - and becoming who you are. (in Bill Moyers' Healing and the Mind)

How strange to think that great pain may be impermanent. Something in us all seems to want to carve it in granite, as if only this would do full honor to its terrible significance. But even pain is blessed with impermanence... p 259

Life wastes nothing. Over and over again every molecule that has ever been is gathered up by the hand of life to be reshaped into yet another form. p 259

And she'd felt an opening in her chest where she hadn't known anything was closed.

I lost myself, but in the end that helped me find myself. You've just got to have faith and work at it." "With anything?" I ask. "Anything," she says, as a gap finally opens in the intersection. "As long as you accept the hardest thing of all: that you might have to lose to win.

Hace falta estar ciego, tener como metidas en los ojos raspaduras de vidrio, cal viva, arena hirviendo, para no ver la luz que salta en nuestros actos, que ilumina por dentro nuestra lengua, nuestra diaria palabra. Hace falta querer morir sin estela de gloria y alegría, sin participación de los himnos futuros, sin recuerdo en los hombres que juzguen el pasado, sombrío de la Tierra. Hace falta querer ya en vida ser pasado, obstáculo sangriento, cosa muerta, seco olvido.

Tout grandit, m'a-t-il dit un jour, sauf les catastrophes. Elles sont énormes quand elles naissent; ensuite, elles rapetissent un peu plus chaque jour.

The only way back is the way forward.

Evil never dies. It just changes faces.

Snuggle down in my cocoon, be a butterfly soon.

We spend nine months in a nurturing darkness before we're born, and we aspire to the highest of all places when we die.

You are reformed, you may be a better man, but you are not a different man. How can you convince yourself of such a thing when you are so conversant with the theology of your faith? From one end of this life to the other, you carry with you all that you have done. Absolution grants you forgiveness for it, but does not expunge the past. The man you were still lives within you, repressed by the man you have struggled to become.

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. —C. G. Jung

Regardless of what our Creator intended us to be, what we have become is what we are.

His love was an architect that entirely remade the reality of the chapel, transforming it into a cathedral as grand as any in the world.

CHANGE ISN'T EASY, Micky. Changing the way you live means changing how you think. Changing how you think means changing what you believe about life. That's hard, sweetie. When we make our own misery, we sometimes cling to it even when we want so bad to change, because the misery is something we know. The misery is comfortable.

Were you always such a snake, the child asked, or did you grow into what you are?

We are what we are, he thought, and maybe the only time we can change what we are is when life throws us such a surprise that it's like hitting a plate-glass window with a baseball bat, shattering the grip of the past.