Quotes About Transformation

Then crop failure, drought, and flood were no longer little deaths within life, but simple losses of money. And all their love was thinned with money, and all their fierceness dribbled away in interest until they were no longer farmers at all, but little shopkeepers of crops, little manufacturers who must sell before they can make.

When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people.

Oh! Alice in Wonderland. You're too big for that.

The climate changed quickly to cold and the trees burst into color, the reds and yellows you can't believe. It isn't only color but a glowing, as though the leaves gobbled the light of the autumn sun and then released it slowly. There's a quality of fire in these colors. I got high in the mountains before dusk.

You're growing up. Maybe that's it," he said softly. Sometimes I think the world tests us most sharply then, and we turn inward and watch ourselves with horror. But that's not the worst. We think everybody is seeing into us. Then dirt is very dirty and purity is shining white. Aron, it will be over. Wait only a little while and it will be over.

In all such local tragedies time works like a damp brush on water color. The sharp edges blur, the ache goes out of it, the colors melt together, and from the many separated lines a solid gray emerges.

And the anger began to ferment.

Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the universe loves nothing so much as to change things which are and to make new things like them. For everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be.

Having broken out of his own Spartanism, he

As an opal changes its colors and its fire to match the nature of a day, so do I.

dissipated. The sun flared down on the growing corn day after day until a line of brown spread along the edge of each green

Nothing stops, Mac. If you were able to put an idea into effect tomorrow, it would start changing right away.

Tom Joad is Steinbeck's only character to move from violently selfish immaturity to compassionate maturity without losing a naive faith or his life before the action ends.

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wonder why progress looks so much like destruction.

No one knows how greatness comes to a man. It may lie in his blackness, sleeping, or it may lance into him like those driven fiery particles from outer space. These things, however, are known about greatness: need gives it life and puts it in action; it never comes without pain; it leaves a man changed, chastened, and exalted at the same time—he can never return to simplicity.

Then, with time, the squatters were no longer squatters, but owners;

Tell 'em ya dong's growed sence you los' your eye.

We continually move backward and forward in time as we use our stories to describe who we were, who we are, and what we hope we will become. Storytelling

Growth is betrayal.

We shed skins in life, to keep living.

Man is a mechanism for turning things into spirit and turning spirit into things.

I would write ads for deodorants or labels for catsup bottles, if I had to. The miracle of turning inklings into thoughts and thoughts into words and words into metal and print and ink never palls for me.

Do you think God wants a waterfall to be a tree?