Quotes About Transformation

It was as if a tiny crack had opened somewhere in him and was growing, tearing him to pieces. If he had simply been angry, I might have found a way to calm him, but I had no idea how to put him back together once he came apart.

Perhaps this was just evidence that his body was adapting to the secret room. Perhaps it was necessary to rid oneself of everything that was superfluous in order to immerse completely in this airless, soundproof, narrow space shrouded in the fear of discovery and arrest. In recompense for a mind that was able to retain everything, every memory, perhaps it was necessary that the body gradually fade away.

Memories don't just pile up—they also change over time. And sometimes they fade of their own accord. Though the process, for me, is quite different from what happens to the rest of you when something disappears from the island.

Memories don't just pile up - they also change over time. And sometimes they fade of their own accord.

The white clippings of hair fell in clumps on the cape and then scattered to the floor.

You'll see for yourself. Something will disappear from your life.

When I stand here in front of the cabinet, my heart feels like a silkworm slumbering in its cocoon.

Unable to turn back the clock, they let themselves be turned.

You needn't be afraid of them. When you see them, just remember that you, too, like all other human beings, were once a monster in one of your previous lives. Neither hate them nor do battle with them, just continue on your way.

Sociologists have a theory of the looking-glass self: you become what the most important person in your life (wife, father, boss, etc.) thinks you are. How would my life change if I truly believed the Bible's astounding words about God's love for me, if I looked in the mirror and saw what God sees?

It is true that those we meet can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.

I looked her up and down. She wouldn't meet my eyes. I didn't recognize her anymore. She was nothing like the image of her I had in my head. Her features meant nothing to me; she was someone else.

But how can I accept blindness in order to be happy? How can a man turn his back on himself without coming face-to-face with his own negation? You can't water a flower with one hand and pluck it with the other. When you put a rose in a vase, you don't restore its charm; you denature it. You think you're beautifying your room, but in fact, all you're doing is disfiguring your garden.

Des choses incroyables vous tombent dessus, détournent le cours de votre existence et le bouleversent de fond en comble. Vous avez beau fuir au bout du monde, vous réfugier là où personne ne risque de vous trouver, elles vous suivent à la trace comme une meute de chiens errants et font de vous quelqu'un qui ne vous ressemble en rien et qui devient la seule histoire que l'on retiendra de vous. Certains appellent ces choses "mektoub".

El polvo ha cubierto de tierra los huertos, ha cegado las miradas y puesto cemento a las ideas

Time changes everything, including the soul of a face.

I still notice the burned house, mornings, when I walk along the beach. "Well, obviously I do not notice the house. What I notice is what remains of the house. One is still prone to think of a house as a house, however, even if there is not remarkably much left of it.

There are just two things you need to fix here: the interior and the exterior.

We are not called to be successful in accordance with ordinary standards, but in accordance with a corn of wheat falling into the ground and dying, becoming in that way what it never could be if it were to abide alone.

The thought manifests as the word; the word manifests as the deed; the deed develops into habit; and habit hardens into character. So watch the thought and its ways with care, and let it spring from love born out of concern for all beings … As the shadow follows the body, as we think, so we become.

Mindfulness means paying attention in a particular way: on purpose, in the present moment, and non-judgmentally. This kind of attention nurtures greater awareness, clarity, and acceptance of present-moment reality. It wakes us up to the fact that our lives unfold only in moments. If we are not fully present for many of those moments, we may not only miss what is most valuable in our lives but also fail to realize the richness and the depth of our possibilities for growth and transformation.

Whatever is in our mind, we project onto the world outside us. Step by step, if we transform the way we think, especially by letting go of the self-grasping mind, we also transform our reality.

Fourth: no swamp, no lotus. The most transcendent of flowers grows out of the filth of the swamp. Suffering is like the swamp. If it makes us more humble, more able to sympathize with others and more open to them, then we become capable of transformation and of becoming truly beautiful, like the lotus.

as we think, so we become.