Quotes About Transformation

It was Heraclitus, of course, who came up with the formulation that we are never able to step into the same river twice. ... The obverse of Heraclitus's maxim may be that one is never able to step out of the river the same, twice. A neuron in the brain is altered with every experience. The self, if it exists, must be a constantly evolving thing. Those coming to the banks of the Ganges or Jordan to immerse themselves do not expect to leave the same as they arrive.

Thoughts pass from one individual to another, each time a little transformed, for each individual can attach to them somewhat different associations. Strictly speaking, the receiver never understands the thought exactly in the way that the transmitter intended it to be understood. After a series of such encounters, practically nothing is left of the original content. Whose thought is it that continues to circulate?

la fede c'entra con la realtà quando cambia l'io nella sua mossa dentro la realtà; e in questo senso la fede si chiama memoria.

Ma se è una tela sporcata, tagliata e rotta, bisogna prima ricostituirla. Questo ricostituire, questo lavorare per ricostituire, che sarebbe persino un perdere tempo, questo è la croce.

And the air is new. And everything, instant by instant, is as it is, preparing to appear. [...] This is the only way I can live now. To be reborn moment by moment. [...] I die at every instant, and I am reborn, new and without memories: live and whole, no longer inside myself, but in every thing outside.

Do you recognize perhaps, also you, now, that a minute ago you were another?

Carnal, rocks remember when they were mountains.' They stared at the rocks in the garden. 'And what do mountains remember?' 'When they were ocean floors.' Big Angel, Zen master.

Life shifting, as life does

Architects should make houses into gardens, and gardens into houses.

In the creation of a garden, the architect invites the partnership of the Kingdom of Nature. In a beautiful garden the majesty of nature is ever present, but it is nature reduced to human proportions and thus transformed into the most efficient haven against the aggressiveness of contemporary life.

The real purpose of surrealism was not to create a new literary, artistic, or even philosophical movement, but to explode the social order, to transform life itself.

Terminó la niñez y caí en el mundo.

Poeta é aquele cara que vem atrás pegando o que usamos todos os dias e jogamos fora, e quando você se vira vê uma catedral de tampinhas de garrafa.

Cuando la realidad molesta demasiado, simplemente se cambia.

Tengo muchos años... soy una torre en ruinas, habitada por murciélagos y lechuzas. A esta edad, y aun mucho antes, el destino se hace portátil y uno carga con él como con un ingenio ortopédico.

iría viendo cómo se iba haciendo chiquita la ciudad de méxico y adiós ángel de la independencia y adiós caballito y adiós monumento a la revolución ¿verdad?

Man findet sich, indem man sich verliert

That is why the analogy of stealing does not work. With a thief, we want to know how much money he stole, and from whom. With the artist it is not how much he took and from whom, but what he did with it.

It's just that you reach a point where metaphors become indistinguishable from the things they represent. And the life you ought to be living is the one you are living. And it feels like being born

But we can find it again, that golden age, because history is cyclic. All that is needed is a few good people. Men and women with the vision to see that the old must be destroyed to make way for the new, and the courage to do it.

I am born anew at each green fall of the die, and by die-ing I eliminate my since. The past - paste, pus, piss - is all only illusory events created by a stone mask to justify an illusory stagnant present.

Man must become comfortable in flowing from one role to another, one set of values to another, one life to another. Men must be free from boundaries, patterns and consistencies in order to be free to think, feel and create in new ways. Men have admired Prometheus and Mars too long; our God must become Proteus.

This is life, a pattern of renewal, growth, and change. None of us are really ever the same over the course of a lifetime. The tragedy is not learning the lessons within the experiences we have.

They are reluctant to do the serious work of change, feeling that it would be easier to throw a new blanket over the moldy mattress and carry on with life as usual.