Quotes About Transformation

Apology is a lovely perfume; it can transform the clumsiest moment into a gracious gift.

I'm the Beast. You're the Beauty," he said. "It's all a story, isn't it?

Will you still love me when I'm a monster?

Il fango fermo della vita ora è polvere che vola verso di me.

Pesci, non siamo altro che pesci... branchie che si gonfiano e si chiudono... poi viene un gabbiano che dall'alto ci prende e mentre ci smembra ci fa volare, forse questo è l'amore.

For me, literature is a revolutionary force, it requires courage and risk-taking, it must have the ability to thrust you out of your comfort zone, take you on a dangerous journey, a journey into the unknown, and then bring you back to the centre of yourself.

Since Husk's downfall, Brother Fir had quietly and sensibly taken control of the situation. He had told the islanders of the long ago time when a squirrel king had committed murder and sacrifice in that chamber. He had opened it, blessed it, filled it with candlelight, watched, prayed, and sung in it, night and day, cleansing it of its past. It was now the Chamber of Candles, a place of prayer and peace.

Seems like nothing's getting safer or better," I said. "Seems like everything's getting worse." "Maybe that's what's gotta happen," Willa Mae said. "Maybe everything's gotta break lose and fall apart before we can put it back together again right.

Never underestimate the power of a small, dedicated group of people to change the world; indeed, that is the only thing that ever has.

Rice," the Italians say, "is born in water and dies in wine.

She had to find a way to lift them together. The only thing she had was a moan. And she moaned. That moan would become a Spiritual; that Spiritual would become Jazz; which would become Blues then Rhythm and Blues then Rap. That moan would define not only a people but the nation to which they were sailing. That moan would make those people decide that they should, that they could, live.

You make me come alive- too alive. It's breathless, like a disaster. Ravishing, like crossing over into the desert and losing your bearings. Nothing's the same again.

get back, get back! ill turn you into a piglet! ast a bula- no wait. that turns ME into a piglet!!

Change always involves a dark night when everything falls apart. Yet if this period of dissolution is used to create new meaning, then chaos ends and new order emerges.

I want to do something very important. Like fly into the past and make it come out right.

When I was a child, I first noticed that neither history as I was taught it nor the stories I was told seemed to lead to me. I began to fix them.

If what we change does not change us, we are playing with blocks.

Finally something besides infatuation had focused him. He was no longer merely flowing water.

Daniel felt a controlled importance, a fine passionate honing of his attention and intellect that made him impatient with his whole previous life.

Drifting with things is a habit it takes almost dying to break.

Lo real no es algo que te venga dado. Es algo que te pasa. Y ahora mismo, necesitas que te pasen cosas buenas.

You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand.

The Velveteen Rabbit By Margery Williams

Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real." "Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.