Quotes About Transformation

And what better than a butterfly—a symbol of metamorphosis and endurance. Butterflies prove that change is a beautiful thing.

CLEARING OUT CLUTTER: "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE IT BELONGS TO THE PERSON I WANT TO BE?

Emotional Alchemy, Tara Bennett-Goleman

I meditated on the passage of time, and how it may be found in both a dry and a wet or gaseous state; how, though lush, it might be dessicated for storage.

Often that which most we fear births the resolve that spurs us on to altitudes we could not have achieved, had we continued walking on our customary paths.

How do we change - within moments, the whole form of our habits and dispositions may become alien to us, and we almost cannot remember what we were.

It's important to see who you're growing into and who you used to be.

How doth all that seeks to rise burn itself to nothing.

The newspaper concluded: "Now tradition takes over, masks are the rule, and the carnival begins.

Gone were the landscape paintings of the past, the pictures of ancient Greek heroes, the portraits of women in their silks and feathers. Painters began to reduce everything to simple squares and circles, the intersection of triangles. They were thrilled by geometry. They talked about achieving weightlessness, of painting pictures that were no longer mired in the world. They wanted to leave the earth behind.

people were moving in droves into the city to get new manufacturing jobs. Apartments that once had housed a single family and their servants, surrounded by their comfortable settees, their ferns, and their china, now were broken up and subdivided, with each room housing a whole family.

People talk about the beauty of the spring, but I can't see it. The trees are brown and bare, slimy with rain. Some are crawling with new purple hairs. And the buds are bulging like tumorous acne, and I can tell that something wet, and soft, and cold, and misshapen is about to be born. And I am turning into a vampire.

I miss that time. The cities back then, just after the forests died, were full of wonders, and you'd stumble on them--these princes of the air on common rooftops--the rivers that burst through the city streets so they ran like canals--the rabbits in parking garages--the deer foaling, nestled in Dumpsters like a Nativity.

Parece reconhecer-se muito mais facilmente o fogo depois de domesticado.

El propósito de la existencia es reparar, enmendar y soltar lo que no somos y descubrir quiénes somos en verdad.

Ni Jesús ni Buda volverán para rescatarnos, lo que necesitamos para transformarnos está dentro nuestro.

El Ho'oponopono es un proceso de perdón, arrepentimiento y transmutación.

One minute you're bleeding. The next minute you're hemorrhaging. The next minute you're painting the Mona Lisa.

I'm not interested in preserving the status quo; I want to overthrow it.

Nineteen months ago, he mourned, partridges were here. Nineteen months ago the open pine forest was compassionate. What rare concentrated tragedies will have occurred within another nineteen months—not here, for this place has bred a tragedy greater than any recorded in the Nation's past—but elsewhere, all over the South, through back roads and on wharves and in legislative rooms, in foundries which rust because the fires have gone out?

Becoming famous and selling a lot of records doesn't change a thing.

The greatest happiness is to transform one's feelings into action.

Pere?ii au culoarea cameleonului...

He initiated a campaign to drenare la palude ("drain the swamp") by firing more than 35,000 civil servants.