Quotes About Transformation

We all have to die a bit every now and then and usually it's so gradual that we end up more alive than ever. Infinitely old and infinitely alive.

I possessed only a book, which I carried in my small backpack. Suddenly, while I was walking, the book began to burn. Dawn was breaking and almost no cars passed. While throwing the charred backpack in an irrigation ditch I felt my back sting as though I had wings.

Everything that begins as comedy ends as a horror movie.

When he went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, he thought his features were changing. I look like a gentleman, he said to himself sometimes. I look younger. I look like someone else

Si el Paraíso, para ser Paraíso, propicia un vasto Infierno, el deber del poeta es convertir el Paraíso en Infierno

Every hundred feet the world changes, said Florita Almada. The idea that some places are the same as others is a lie. The world is a kind of tremor.

What begins as comedy ends as a triumphal march, wouldn't you say?

After that moment, reality for Pelletier and Espinoza seemed to tear like paper scenery, and when it was stripped away it revealed what was behind it: a smoking landscape, as if someone, an angel, maybe, was tending hundreds of barbecue pits for a crowd of invisible beings.

If I had to describe my poetry, I would say that, until then, it had always been Apollonian, yet I had begun to write in what might tentatively be described as a Dionysiac mode. But in fact it wasn't Dionysiac poetry. Or demonic poetry. It was just raving mad.

Cuando la vi me costó reconocerla. Había engordado y su rostro, pese al maquillaje, exhibía el estrago más que del tiempo de las frustraciones, cosa que me sorprendió pues yo en el fondo nunca creí que Clara aspirara a nada.

They turned chaos into order, even if it was at the cost of what is commonly known as sanity.

You have to change. You have to turn yourself around and change. You have to know how to look even if you don't know what you're looking for.

Hasta los jóvenes, que en teoría son la esperanza del cambio, se están convirtiendo en unos motos y en unos puteros. Esto no tiene arreglo, esto sólo se arregla con la revolución.

Convertía el dolor, que es largo y natural y que siempre vence, en memoria particular, que es humana y breve y que siempre se escabulle

La muerte no existe, existe la eterna metamorfosis. La

Hoe dan ook, er gebeurt iets met de tijd. Ik weet dat er iets met de tijd gebeurt en niet met de ruimte.

La poesía chilena, dijo Bibiano aquella noche, va a cambiar el día que leamos correctamente a Enrique Lihn, no antes.

The creation of conditions by which an entire people who have lived in exploitation and illiteracy gains access to the highest levels of knowledge and creativity is one of the most beautiful achievements of a revolution.

Stai diventando piccolo, – disse Mattia con fatica. – Vuoi dire che sto tornando giovane? – No, piccolo di statura. Piccolo di misura. Stai diventando un nonno piccolo. – Oh, bene! Ecco perché mi sento così leggero, – disse il nonno.

Midlife is not the end of anything, but in fact the beginning of a whole new phase you can look forward to.

As time passes, what was once an unpredictable step sideways becomes a definitive step forward for art.

Even were we to agree, we could notice that things do not develop by continuous extrusion through time like toothpaste squeezed from a tube.

The Eagle wasn't always the Eagle. The Eagle, before he became the Eagle, was Yucatangee, the Talker. Yucatangee talked and talked. It talked so much it heard only itself. Not the river, not the wind, not even the Wolf. The Raven came and said The Wolf is hungry. If you stop talking, you'll hear him. The wind too. And when you hear the wind, you'll fly. So he stopped talking. And became its nature, the Eagle. The Eagle soared, and its flight said all it needed to say.

Ah, Catylast, can it be that you do not see all the changes you have made? Some by your resignation and acceptance of circumstance, some by your wild struggles. You say that you hate change, but you *are* change. The Fool in Fool's Fate