Quotes About Transformation

His anger took many shapes: sometimes soft and familiar, like a round stone he had caressed for so long that is was perfectly smooth and polished; sometimes it was thin and sharp like a blade that could slice through anything; sometimes it had the form of a star, radiating his hatred in all directions, leaving him numb and empty inside.

Four months later, their mother was living with Buddhist nuns and Dagou had bulked up by thirty pounds.

Make every negative into a positive," as my mother says. Nothing goes to waste, you put it all to use, the old wounds and long-ago slights become the stuff of competitive energy.

You're coming to Him not to get Him to enter your world and change things to make you happy and give your life meaning and provide you with the blessings you want. You're now entering His world wanting to bring Him glory, to become a source of joy to your Papa, willing to endure whatever suffering is required to make that happen.

People experience the life-changing force of healing relationships when something powerful comes out of one and touches something good in another.

Sin has corrupted not only what we do, but also how we think, what goals we set, and how we feel about ourselves and others. Merely changing what we do will not change who we are. The cure for the selfishness and fear that control so much of what we do cannot be reduced to shallow solutions; we need to learn how our minds deceive us.

Nobody moves toward real Christlikeness without humility. Humility is not a bad self-image or a nonassertive personality. Humility is an eager willingness to see where you are wrong in order to experience the power of God that has already made you fit for His presence.

Working diligently to straighten up our actions without understanding either what it means to deeply repent or what it is that needs to be scrubbed away by repentance will make us more smug than penetrating. We'll pressure others to do right rather than draw them to want to do right. P195

Uva uvum vivendo varia fit

Life makes everybody strange, if you keep living long enough

she remembered them kindly, for there was a sweetness in boys that didn't last long, once they became men.

Little by little, the look of the land changes by the men we admire.

Jake, you're a dern grasshopper," Augustus said. "You ride in yesterday talking Montana, and today you're talking California.

Now there was a crack, a kind of canyon, between the Woodrow Call sitting with Teresa on the train and the Woodrow Call who had made the campfire that morning and saddled his horse. The crack was permanent, the canyon deep. He could not get across it, back to himself. His last moments as himself had been spent casually—making a campfire, drinking coffee, saddling a horse.

Uva uvam vivendo varia fit

Every ending is an opportunity for something better.

Rotten wood cannot be carved. —Confucius

I'd been wrong about the ways we move past the versions of ourselves that no longer fit. I'd thought it involved running, as far and as fast as your feet could carry you, from your former selves. I didn't understand that was the surest way to wind up exactly where you started. 44 In the morning, I looked out the window, feeling foggy and damp, like I'd had a bottle of wine the night before.

When I finally allow myself to look up, it's Bailey that I see. It cools me out, immediately, centers me. She is walking toward me from the same direction Owen has gone. She's in her gray sweater dress and high-top Converse, her long, brown hair running halfway down her back. Did Owen pass her? Did he get to see for himself how beautiful she has become? How sure of herself? I hope so. I hope so at the same time I hope not. Which way, after all, spares him?

From vine to finish. A single grape the start of it, this unlabeled bottle right here in my hand the end of it, the eight hundred grapes inside.

It wasn't just about shaping a block of wood into what you wanted it to be. That it was also a peeling back, to seeing what was inside the wood, what the wood had been before. It was the first step to creating something beautiful. It was the first step to making something out of nothing

Be the opposite of you : those words hit me, right away, penetrating the fog. Be the opposite of me? It was day ten and this was the first thing I remember hearing that sounded like a good idea. It was the first thing that sounded something like a real plan.

him," he says. "Though I remember him having longer hair. And being much heavier. He looks quite different." "But not entirely?

Esa niña estaba destinada a perderlo todo para encontrarlo todo, porque solamente alguien que se vacía puede ser llenado de nuevo.