Quotes About Transformation

Learning to read is probably the most difficult and revolutionary thing that happens to the human brain and if you don't believe that, watch an illiterate adult try to do it.

Money does not change the sickness, only the symptoms.

A day, a livelong day, is not one thing but many. It changes not only in growing light toward zenith and decline again, but in texture and mood, in tone and meaning, warped by a thousand factors of season, of heat or cold, of still or multi winds, torqued by odors, tastes, and the fabrics of ice or grass, of bud or leaf or black-drawn naked limbs. And as a day changes so do its subjects, bugs and birds, cates, dogs, butterflies and people.

In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.

I should have known […] I am the rain. […] I am the land […] and I am the rain. The grass will grow out of me in a little while.

Communications must destroy localness, by a slow, inevitable process.

The ancient commission of the writer has not changed. He is charged with exposing our many grievous faults and failures, with dredging up to the light our dark and dangerous dreams for the purpose of improvement. [ Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech ]

Within that frame he went a long way and burned a deep scar.

You can't make a race horse of a pig. No, said Samuel, but you can make a very fast pig.

My town had grown and changed and my friend along with it. Now returning, as changed to my friend as my town was to me, I distorted his picture, muddied his memory. When I went away I had died, and so became fixed and unchangeable. My return caused only confusion and uneasiness.

Because time does the job, dynamite can't touch. (Samuel Hamilton)

You can't make a race horse of a pig." "No," said Samuel, "but you can make a very fast pig.

You can't go home again because home has ceased to exist except in the mothballs of memory.

You don't seem like the same man." "I'm not. Maybe nobody is, for long.

Things do not change with a change of scene.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

Na jaren van zwoegen merken we dat we geen reis maken, maar dat de reis on maakt. Reisleiders, dienstregelingen, reserveringen, star en onvermijdelijk, doen hun uiterste best om de persoonlijkheid van de reis te slopen.

And the people listened, and their faces were quiet with listening. The story tellers, gathering attention into their tales, spoke in great rhythms, spoke in great words because the tales were great, and the listeners became great through them.

The people in flight from the terror behind—strange things happen to them, some bitterly cruel and some so beautiful that the faith is refired forever.

Some men there are who go down the dismal wrack of soldiering, surrender themselves, and become faceless. But these had not much face to start with. And maybe you're like that. But there are others who go down, submerge in the common slough, and then rise more themselves than they were, because—because they have lost a littleness of vanity and have gained all the gold of the company and the regiment.

Memory of the knife will be gone when the flesh is gone.

Money does not change sickness, only the symptoms.

You come back a changed man. Samuel, you don't change him. He changes you. I can see the look of him in your face." "Have you thought of the two little boys, Liza?" he asked. "I've thought of your

Tom Wolfe was right," he reflected. "You can't go home again because home has ceased to exist except in the mothballs of memory.