Quotes About Transformation

How does one become butterfly?' Pooh asked pensively. 'You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar,' Piglet replied. 'You mean to die?' asked Pooh. 'Yes and now,' he answered. 'What looks like you will die, but what's really you will live on.

I always get to where I'm going by walking away from where I have been." ~Winnie the Pooh

It's a very funny thought that, if Bears were Bees, They'd build their nests at the bottom of trees. And that being so (if the Bees were Bears), We shouldn't have to climb up all these stairs.

The tree of man was never quiet: Then 'twas the Roman, now 'tis I.

Oh, when I was in love with you, Then I was clean and brave, And miles around the wonder grew How well did I behave. And now the fancy passes by, And nothing will remain, And miles around they'll say that I Am quite myself again.

Marx was concerned to change society or rather, if he adhered rigidly to his system, expected society to change in the way he wanted.

Flux heightens is into knots of staid tension.

Where I am going, nothing of me will remain: yet, I'll drift through the voices of coyotes, drip into florets by a mountain rock.

As base a thing as money often is, yet it can be transmuted into everlasting treasure. It can be converted into food for the hungry and clothing for the poor. Any temporal possession can be turned into everlasting wealth. Whatever is given to Christ is immediately touched with immortality. (A.W. Tozer)

Les bouleaux sont fins et malingres. au sud de la Suède, les arbres à membres fins commencent à fleurir. Les magnolias et les cerisiers, comme des jeunes filles endimanchées dans les parcs. Les boulots ici sont fins, oui, mais n'ont rien de jeunes filles. Noueux, hirsutes et courbés comme de vieilles Laponnes, ils guettent le printemps à la lisière de la forêt.

In olden times gold was manufactured by science; nowadays science must be renewed by gold. We have fixed the volatile and we must now volatilize the fixed—in other words, we have materialized spirit, and we must now spiritualize matter.

St. Petersburg—"Peter" to insiders—was renamed Petrograd at the start of the war in an attempt to erase its Germanic origins. From the first months of 1915, the atmosphere in the city had changed completely.

La vie change après, mais on ne peut pas s'imaginer comment. Cela prend du temps à comprendre, pas comme un déménagement où on ne trouve plus rien. Non, tout est à sa place, mais rien n'est pareil. Sauf qu'on ne le sait pas avant longtemps. On le sait, bien sûr, mais on se demande pourquoi il n'y a pas plus de preuves.

Toute pensée occupant uniquement notre esprit devient vraie pour nous et a tendance à se transformer en acte. - Any thought that occupies our mind becomes true for us and tends to turn into action.

Don't be discouraged or disheartened because transformation gets messy. You are going to have to adjust things on the fly and there is going to be a lot of ambiguity. And sometimes it is going to be two steps forward and three steps back because the next day you will take four and one. You better have a lot of energy and persistence because this is a long-distance race and not a sprint.

Notice that the Gospel does not say "former tax collectors" or "former prostitutes.

The old tales of China tell us that all things may grow and change. A stone may become a plant. A plant may become an animal. An animal may become a human. A human may become a god. Just so, a snake may become a woman. And we are told of one who did.

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War will change people.

The question I asked Georges has now become a general one - You, who thought you were superfluous, who thought there was no place for you in society, not only are you not superfluous, you are needed and so those who were beggars become givers.

Revolution is not something fixed in ideology, nor is it something fashioned to a particular decade. It is a perpetual process embedded in the human spirit.

New maps were made, complete maps, so that every inch was accounted for, and everyone now knew who they were, or at least who they belonged to. Those maps, how they transformed everything.

A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.

Most people are slow to champion love because they fear the transformation it brings into their lives. And make no mistake about it: love does take over and transform the schemes and operations of our egos in a very mighty way.