Quotes About Transformation

Ozzy Osbourne had it built when he lived there before me. He was so sweet, but let's just say we have a different design aesthetic. The studio was all black and scary when I moved in. I made it mine, lightening the room and overlapping pretty rugs to create a sound cocoon.

We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us." It's a quote from Joseph Campbell, who studied mythology to describe what it takes to be a hero. I probably got it from one of the many, many self-help books I devoured back then, underlining points and dog-earing the pages that seemed to tell me a way out. I repeated that quote to myself for weeks, in the shower, on a red carpet, driving in my car.

That's the thing about a great book. Every time you read it, it's different, because you're different. You've changed since the last time you picked it up, things have happened to you.

The task of critique is not to denounce the ideals, but to show their transformation into ideologies, and to challenge the ideology in the name of the betrayed ideal

De a létezés egzisztenciális módja mindig jelen van - ha elnyomva is. Egyetlenegy Saulból nem lesz Pál, hacsak már megtérése elÅ'tt nem volt az.

Living structures can be only if they become; they can exist only if they change. Change and growth are inherent qualities of the life process.

BaÅŸkalar?n?n deÄŸiÅŸebileceÄŸine inanç duymam için benim deÄŸiÅŸme deneyimini yaÅŸam?? olmam gerekir.

Çünkü devrim, hiçbir zaman umutsuzluk temeli üzerine kurulmam??t?r ve de kurulamaz.

Man is not a subject opposing the world in order to transform it; he is in the world making his being in the world the occasion for constant self-transformation

We naïvely believe that things like tables and lamps exist as such, and we fail to see that society teaches us to transform sensations into perceptions that permit us to manipulate the world around us in order to enable us to survive in a given culture. Once we have given such percepts a name, the name seems to guarantee the final and unchangeable reality of the percept.

Just as man transforms the world around him, so he transforms himself in the process of history. He is his own creation, as it were. But just as he can only transform and modify the natural materials around him according to their nature, so he can only transform and modify himself according to his own nature. What man does in the process of history is to develop this potential, and to transform it according to its own possibilities.

life is never certain, never predictable, never controllable; in order to make life controllable it must be transformed into death; death, indeed, is the only certainty in life.

No one could become stranger than the person you once loved

Little by little things began to assume a new aspect. The sense of insecurity vanished, words came of themselves, I was no longer so painfully conscious of everything I said. I drank on and felt the great soft wave approach and embrace me; the dark hour began to fill with pictures and stealthily the noiseless procession of dreams appeared again superimposed on the dreary, grey landscape of existence.

A word of command has made these silent figures our enemies; a word of command might transform them into our friends.

Nachts ist man das, was man eigentlich sein soll; nicht das, was man geworden ist.

Here lies our comrade, Kemmerich, who a little while ago was roasting horse flesh with us and squatting in the shell-holes. He it is still and yet it is not he any longer. His features have become uncertain and faint, like a photographic plate from which two pictures have been taken. Even his voice sounds like ashes.

A word of command has made these silent figures our enemies; a word of command might transform them into our friends. At some table a document is signed by some persons whom none of us knows, and then for years together that very crime on which formerly the world's condemnation and severest penalty fall, becomes our highest aim.

I glance at my boots. They are big and clumsy, the breeches are tucked into them, and standing up one looks well-built and powerful in these great drainpipes. But when we go bathing and strip, suddenly we have slender legs again and slight shoulders. We are no longer soldiers but little more than boys; no one would believe that we could carry packs.

He it is still and yet it is not he any longer. His features have become uncertain and faint, like a photographic plate from which two pictures have been taken. Even his voice sounds like ashes.

It is as though formerly we were coins of different provinces; and now we are melted down, and all bear the same stamp.

Tantsitar on riides. Mantli ja kübaraga näeb ta täiesti võõras välja. Enne oli ta nõtke tiiger, nüüd jälle nagu kõik teisedki. On peaaegu uskumatu, et tal oli muutumiseks vaja vaid paar riidetükki selga tõmmata. Imelik, kuidas riided muudavad. Kui palju siis veel vormiriided.

While I was despairing and thinking everything was lost, it was quietly growing. I thought that parting was always final. Now I know that growing is a kind of parting. To grow means to leave something behind. And there is no end to it.

He it is still and yet it is not he any longer.