Quotes About Transformation

the artist and the alcoholic have parallel paths. They both go into the darkness, but the alcoholic gets stuck there. The artist (if she is not also addicted) goes into the darkness and is transformed by the experience and comes out more alive.

I might have been made of metal once, but not anymore. Like Pinocchio, I'd turned into a real girl. So far it sucked. But there was nothing I could do about it.

Selbst wenn ich wollte, könnte ich mich nicht mehr in die alte Schneekugel zurückquetschen, in der mich jeder haben will. Das Glas ist längst zerbrochen.

Stop the B.S. (BLocking Your Spirit) and Start Living a Life You Love!

Wszystko, co z?o?one, skazane jest na rozpad.

They went off to the Holy Land and went from Orthodox to ultra-Orthodox, which to me sounds like a repackaged detergent–ORTHODOX ULTRA®, now with more deep-healing power.

The Marine transformation is one of American life's storied tests.

When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.

No summer ever came back, and no two summers ever were alike. Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us.

Ritsu: Please, Onii-san, please write with takoyaki power! Mitsuru: Yes, sensei! With ikyayaki or takoyaki or whatever it takes! Write quickly, without hesitation! Ah... Um... W-what is takoyaki power? Ritsu: Well, that is--! When Shigure-niisan eats takoyaki, he transforms into a great warrior... Shigure: No I don't.

You can't be born again, but you can change.

To me...she was spring. It was as if while imprisoned inside the dark cage of the inner family...I had completely frozen into snow...and then there she was--fresh, clear spring. It was almost inevitable that..I would fall in love with her. -Hatori

If it were that simple...to change yourself completely...no one would suffer. But even so...this is hope. Even if it was just a tiny bit...I definitely felt it.

That 'me' is becoming a memory, too.

When snow melts, what does it become?' It becomes water, of course' Wrong! It becomes spring!

We cannot improve the world if we are conformed to the world.

What we insistently desire, over time, is what we become.

We can tell much by what we have already willing discarded along the pathway of discipleship. It is the only pathway where littering is permissible, even encouraged. In the early stages, the debris left behind includes the grosser sins of commission. Later debris differs; things begin to be discarded which have caused the misuse or underuse of our time and talent.

It is strange that when one is remodeling a portion of his house, he expects visitors to be tolerant of improvements that are so obviously underway. Ye while one is remodeling his character, we often feel obligated to call attention to the messy signs of remodeling, or feel called upon to remember aloud things as they were. Forgetting is such a necessary part of forgiving.

One may be stripped of accustomed luxury so that the malignant mole of materialism may be removed. One may be scorched by humiliation so that pride can be melted away. Whatever we lack will get attention, one way or another.

The way that words mutate reminds me of fashions in music. The word--the note--is a constant. But the setting and chord in which it occurs alters with the mood of a nation from major to minor, from the assertive to the mournful and foreboding.

When you destroyed autocratic regimes, you caused more death and suffering than the regime itself, and often ended up with something worse. Your violent revolutions never resulted in anything better, and your revolutionaries always turned into the thing they despised.

Sometimes, when you fight a war, you become what you are fighting.

What I have found over and over is that, once we have made short-term changes, they tend to change our long-term habits.