Quotes About Transformation

Words travel as swiftly as desire, so it is possible to send a message of love without them. Like water, words are a powerful conductor of energy. And the most powerful, transforming energy is the energy of love.

Look ma'am, those narcos that mutilate, torture, and kill others are no longer a part of us. They're no longer part of any family or community; they act against everyone. They are worth nothing. But when you bury a narco, you allow him to be a part of you again. He becomes dust, food, our brother once more. His body—dissolved in the earth—now sustains life again, instead of destroying it.

Ale czasem serce pewnych osób mo?e przemeni? siÄ™ w kamieÅ". Z jednej strony dobrze, ?eby serce byÅ'o stanowcze, ?eby nie wzruszaÅ'o siÄ™ byÅ'e czym, ale nie powinno by? zbyt twarde, bo wówczas zbyt wiele vzasu bÄ™dtie potrzebowa?, by zrozumie? prawdÄ™, by zapÅ'on?? miÅ'oÅ›ciÄ….

Chodzenie przemenia nas w motyle, które wznoszÄ… siÄ™ ponad ziemiÄ… i widzÄ…, jaki naprawdÄ™ jest Å›wiat.

Por fin ahora después de que infinidad de hombres han pasado por mí, siento un gran alivio

Porque solamente alguien que se vacía puede ser llenado de nuevo. En el vacío está la luz del entendimiento.

Eso es finalmente lo que vale, que alguien perdure en la memoria gracias al poder transformador de sus palabras. Por cierto, las que contenían mi mensaje eran éstas: Querida Chipi-Chipi, la muerte no existe, pero la vida, como tú la conoces, es maravillosa ¡aprovéchala! Te quiere por siempre. Tu papá.

Tita supo en carne propia por qué el contacto con el fuego altera los elementos, por qué un pedazo de masa se convierte en tortilla, por qué un pecho sin haber pasado por el fuego del amor es un pecho inerte, una bola de masa sin ninguna utilidad.

What is it about water that affects a person? I never see a great river or lake but I think how I would like to see a world made and watch it through all its changes.

Wanting more is a step on the way to a political idea, or so say political theorists, and ideas can have a way of turning themselves into demands.

Sometimes you have to destroy things, even people, in order to save them. (7)

Compose a haiku in honor of a person you admire. You are spiky spring, humming summer, wings that beat back ghosts of winter.

I can´t speak.I mean,I literally can´t seem to form words.Rush was always shockingly good looking.Tall,lean,dark hair,badass attitude,eyes so green they look like leaves in the sun.But now,he´s something else.He´s breathstealing.He´s wearing a black tank top and jeans that hang on his lean hips.Both arms are covered in vibrant ink,and lean,sexy muscle.And though he still has a boy´s wicked grin,he´s become a man everywhere else

He'd changed in the ten years since he'd been gone.He'd grown taller certainly, and his body was thick with muscle, but his white blond hair was now cut close to the skull, and he had tattoos peeking out from both the collar and the cuffs of his white shirt.

big house to the slave quarters was nothing short of miraculous as far as

To gain your heart's desire you have to lose some part of your old life, your old self. To do that you have to have courage; without it, you can't make the leap. And if you don't make the leap you have only three choices: You can hate yourself for not taking the chance, you can hate the person from whom you've sacrificed your happiness, or you can hate the one who offered you happiness, and blame them for your lack of courage, convince yourself it wasn't real.

Death, especially violent death, will turn the meanest bastard in the world into a nice guy. Why is that?

I laid my hand on top of theirs, and all I could think was, Is this how revolutions begin? Not with a proclamation or a riot, but with a few people in a room somewhere with their hands clasped and a purpose.

I tried to picture a young, insecure Edward and couldn't, but it was nice to know that once he'd been a boy. Sometimes it felt like Edward had sprung full grown from the head of some violent deity,like a vicious version of Athena.

She'd been a good nurse, and now she'd never be a nurse again. She was bitter about it and had turned herself into the slut bride from Planet X, as if even in human form, she wanted people to know what she was now: different, other. Trouble was, she looked like a thousand other teens and early twenties who also wanted to be different and stand out.

We all build upon our ruins.

Destroy your personal demons, use their corpses as fuel to light your way.

I knew you were powerful, ruthless, and pretty, but that you have a mind and a heart besides is going to take some getting used to." "Does everyone pretty much think I'm just a sociopath who happens to have magical abilities?" "It's all you let people see," he said, "until now.

Because to gain your heart's desire you have to lose some part of your old life, your old self. To do that you have to have courage; without it, you can't make the leap.