Quotes About Transformation

Without inner change there can be no outer change. Without collective change, no change matters.

Spiritual tradition is comfortable with paradox, whereas many political movements are not. But all truth is paradox. What it is to live in a space of transformative change is to engender greater and greater comfort with paradox. So that paradox becomes something that we not only acknowledge but also live more truthfully. We discover that Truth is relationship. And relationship is.

Turning death and destruction to new ways of seeing and being is the best offering we can make to those we have lost.

And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind a nascent patina of shining hairs. My earrings turned back to water and trickled down my shoulders; I shrugged the drops off my beautiful fur.

Before he can become a wolf, the lycanthrope strips naked. If you spy a naked man among the pines, you must run as if the Devil were after you.

Losing their names, these things underwent a process of uncreation.

And could love free me from the shadows? Can a caged bird sing only the song it knows or can it learn a new song?)

The lamb must learn to run with the tigers.

She goes out at night more often now; the landscape assembles itself about her, she informs it with her presence. She is its significance.

as if Hollywood were the name of the enchanted forest where you loose yourself and find yourself, again; the wood that changes you; the wood where you go mad; the wood where the shadows life longer than you do.

They say there's an ointment the Devil gives you that turns you into a wolf the minute you rub it on.

Most intellectual development depends upon new readings of old texts. I am all for putting new wine in old bottles, especially if the pressure of the new wine makes the bottles explode.

I toppled off my pyrotechnic tiger and, as I plunge downwards, endlessly as Lucifer, I ask myself: "What is the most miraculous event in the world?" And I answer myself: "I am going to fall into my own arms. They stretch out to me from the bottom of the pit.

She quickly interpreted him into her mythology but if, at first, he was a herbivorous lion, later he became a unicorn devouring raw meat.

ESCAPING SLOWLY

This clockwork twin of mine halted before me, her bowels churning out a settecento minuet, and offered me the bold carnation of her smile. Click, click--she raises her arm and busily dusts my cheeks with pink, powdered chalk that makes me cough; then thrusts towards me her little mirror.

This world's a vile oubliette. Yet in its refuse I will find the key to free me.

The carnival's got to stop, some time.

The excremental enthusiasm of the libertines transforms the ordure in which they roll to a bed of roses.

He strips me of my last nakedness, that underskin of mauve, pearlized satin, like a skinned rabbit; then dresses me again in an embrace so lucid and encompassing it might be made of water. And shakes over me dead leaves as if into the stream I have become.

Tus ojos verdes son una cámara de reducción. Si los miro lo suficiente, me volveré pequeña como mi propio reflejo, me convertiré en un punto y, después, me desvaneceré.

Without lifting a finger, Yeshua of Nazareth, son of Joseph the carpenter, had turned dirty, stagnant rainwater into wine . . . of an extremely fine vintage.

Mrs. Leslie did not at all want to look at anyone's feet, for grown-up feet are seldom a really pleasant sight. It is one of life's little tragedies that the divine feet of babies, so soft and exquisitely rounded, "les pieds ronds" as our peculiar neighbours the Gauls say when they mean someone is tiddly or has had one over the eight, inevitably turn into the average human foot with all the knobs, corns, whelks, and bubukles that civilization brings.

But miracles are not expected and mostly do not happen. Mr. Adams did not turn into a Belton, nor did his daughter. The aboriginal Hogglestock was deep in them; they conceived a slightly suspicious attitude to unknown people, ready to heave half-bricks; but they had also seen and admired another world, and could feel fairly at ease in it when sure that its intentions were good.