Quotes About Transformation

The dead are born, they don't die.

More things have died in me than just my past.

Durante el día soy un inútil; en la noche soy yo mismo.

When a man reaches the age of lucidity, one of his main concerns is to actively and thoughtfully shape himself into the image and likeness of his ideal.

To live is to be other. Even feeling is impossible if one feels today what one felt yesterday, for that is not to feel, it is only to remember today what one felt yesterday, to be the living corpse of yesterday's lost life.

Let the Gods change my dreams, but not my gift for dreaming. — Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (Penguin Classics, 2002)

Tenho pensamentos que, se conseguisse realizá-los e torná-los vivos, acrescentariam uma nova luz às estrelas, uma nova beleza ao mundo e um maior amor ao coração dos homens.

Outrora eu era daqui, e hoje regresso estrangeiro, Forasteiro do que vejo e ouço, velho de mim. Já vi tudo, ainda o que nunca vi, nem o que nunca verei. Eu reinei no que nunca fui.

Every day things happen in the world that can't be explained by any law of things we know. Every day they're mentioned and forgotten, and the same mystery that brought them takes them away, transforming their secret into oblivion. Such is the law by which things that can't be explained must be forgotten. The visible world goes on as usual in the broad daylight. Otherness watches us from the shadows.

Pasar de los fantasmas de la fe a los espectros de la razón es solamente cambiar de celda.

Desenrolo-me como uma meada multicolor, ou faço comigo figuras de cordel, como as que se tecem nas mãos espetadas e se passam de umas crianças para as outras. Cuido só de que o polegar não falhe o laço que lhe compete. Depois viro a mão e a imagem fica diferente. E recomeço.

Bendita a dor e a pena pelas quais o Mundo se transforma.

To erase everything from the slate from one day to the next, to be new with each new morning, in a perpetual revival of our emotional virginity – this, and only this, is worth being, or having, so as to be or have what we imperfectly are.

Me fshi gjithçka nga dërrasa e zezë e një dite çfarëdo, me qenë i ri në çdo ag të ri, në një virgjni të re të përhershme t'emocionit: kjo dhe veç kjo ia vlen me qenë a me u pasë, për me qenë a me pasë atë që në mënyrë të papërkryeme jemi.

De tudo, ficaram três coisas: a certeza de que ele estava sempre começando, a certeza de que era preciso continuar e a certeza de que seria interrompido antes de terminar. Fazer da interrupção um caminho novo. Fazer da queda um passo de dança, do medo uma escada, do sono uma ponte, da procura um encontro.

la ética es proactiva, es decir busca lo bueno y no sólo pretende evitar lo malo: a partir de principios morales, proyecta directrices futuras y transforma la convivencia y la colaboración dentro de la empresa, innovando hacia lo mejor y no solo prohibiendo lo evidentemente peor.

A revolution is not a bed of roses. A revolution is a struggle between the future and the past.

A revolution is a struggle to the death between the future and the past.

A revolution is not a bed of roses.

The continual cracking of your feet on the road makes a certain quantity of road come up into you. When a man dies they say he returns to clay but too much walking fills you up with clay far sooner (or buries bits of you along the road) and brings your death half-way to meet you. It is not easy to know what is the best way to move yourself from one place to another.

All my stories are about the action of grace on a character who is not very willing to support it, but most people think of these stories as hard, hopeless and brutal.

Grace changes us and change is painful.

He knew something was going to happen and his entire system was waiting on it. He thought it was going to be one of the supreme moments in life but apart from that, he didn't have the vaguest notion what it might be. He pictured himself, after it was over, as an entirely new man, with an even better personality than he had now. He sat there for about fifteen minutes and nothing happened.

Yet she could see by their shocked and altered faces that even their virtues were being burned away.