Quotes About Transformation

Looking Backward was written in the belief that the Golden Age lies before us and not behind us.

With a tear for the dark past, turn we then to the dazzling future, and, veiling our eyes, press forward. The long and weary winter of the race is ended. Its summer has begun. Humanity has burst the chrysalis. The heavens are before it.

Sacrilege takes strange forms in the young.

Glyndon rejoined his impatient and wondering friend; but Merton, gazing on his face, saw that a great change had passed there. The flexile and dubious expression of youth was forever gone; the features were locked, rigid, and stern; and so faded was the natural bloom that an hour seemed to have done the work of years.

Reading taught me that prison had been the crucible that had formed several great writers. Cervantes wrote much of Don Quixote in a prison cell, and Dostoyevski was a mediocre writer until he was sentenced to death, commuted within a few hours of execution, and then sent to prison in Siberia.

The masks of her life would become the mythical body of her art.

I put myself away. I came up with the great vanishing system, in which I could retreat so deep within myself that, though I might still appear the same creature, actually I was very different. I thrust all thoughts and feelings into the depths of me, where they were safe, but in an outward way I became something like an automation.

Mi pantalonai. Me li infilai, come se stessi amputandomi le gambe. Adesso, mi dissi, per te tutto il mondo sarà in flanella grigia. L'avevo indossata, ne avevo fatto un sacco per chiuderci dentro l'infanzia. Come mi sentivo? Superiore? Vecchio? Saggio? Più pesante? Più forte? Mi trovavo eretto e diretto e di bell'aspetto, lusingato e favorevolmente impressionato? No, per niente.

Removing the faults in a stage-coach may produce a perfect stage-coach, but it is unlikely to produce the first motor car.

I was a seven-stone weakling.

First you feel like dying. Then you feel reborn.

Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped.Then shall the lame man leap as an hart, and the tongue of the dumb sing.

Arise, and take up thy bed, and walk.

The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of the corner.

Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me?

Fire in the lake: the image of Revolution.

If you keep doing things like you've always done them, what you'll get is what you've already got.

I didn't know I'd have to be torn down before I could be built up.

The desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.

Grant that the old Adam in this Child may be so buried, that the new man may be raised up in him.

A little leaven leaveneth the whole lump.

Immediately there fell from his eyes as it had been scales.

They crawled out of the woodworkAnd they whispered into your brain.They set you on a treadmillAnd they made you change your name.And it seems to me you lived your lifeLike a candle in the wind.

Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.