Quotes About Transformation

Degraded bird, I give you back your eyes forever, ascend now whither you are tossed; Forsake this wrist, forsake this rhyme; Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, But climb.

The younger generation forms a country of its own.

I met the wolf alone and was devoured in peace.

A infância não vai do nascimento até certa idade,e a certa altura a criança está crescida,deixando de lado as coisas de criança.A infância é o reino onde ninguém morre.

This summer has been so short, so small. I think that like "Alice" it ate the cake that said "Eat Me", and dwindled and dwindled until it was so tiny that it ran out through the cracks under the door.

AUTUMN CHANT Now the autumn shudders In the rose's root, Far and wide the ladders Lean among the fruit. Now the autumn clambers Up the trellised frame And the rose remembers The dust from which it came. Brighter than the blossom On the rose's bough Sits the wizened, orange, Bitter berry now; Beauty never slumbers; All is in her name; But the rose remembers The dust from which it came.

I know what my heart is like       Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool       Left there by the tide,       A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge. — Edna St. Vincent Millay, "Ebb," Collected Poems . (Harper Perennial Modern Classics; Second Addition edition March 8, 2011)

After all, my erstwhile dear, My no longer cherished, Need we say it was not love, Just because it perished?

I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair: Time, doing this to me, may alter too My anguish, into something I can bear

Perfecting oneself is as much unlearning as it is learning.

Hann reisti sér loftkastala úr slitróttum minningum.

Nunca se había sentido digno de nada, y mucho menos de semejante mujer. Pero supo que iba a aprovechar mientras pudiera. Hasta que el hechizo se rompiera y todo volviese a ser ratones y calabazas.

a veces se nos va la vida en una discusión, en un deseo, y después pasa algo que lo cambia todo, lo trastoca todo, y el viejo deseo queda reducido a nada.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that ia eternity.

De mi cuerpo en descomposición crecerán flores, yo estaré en ellas, y eso es la eternidad

Hayworth's marriage made her a princess, but her feet made her a queen.

Civilization flows; culture thickens and coagulates, like tired, sick, stifled blood.

The canyon world becomes each hour more beautiful, the closer we come to its end.

They won't break me. I've got a nimble and pliant will, and the powers of a chameleon. I'll conform for a year, or two years if necessary, and when I get out I'll be a wiser man. Maybe a sadder man. Possibly bitter, too—I hope not.

When people can't abide things as they are, when they can't abide the present, they do one of two things ... either they ... either they turn to a contemplation of the past ... or they set about to ... alter the future. And when you want to change something ... YOU BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Every monster was a man first.

Time passes. You're not as ... recognizable now as you were.

the path to change is not through greater willpower and harder work, but rather through thinking differently.

The unchanging element is change—