Quotes About Transformation

Before I came to the city I cut off my hair. It was the first of many fatally symbolic gestures.

The moment you step into a landscape it becomes another one.

None of us is anyone any more. We all lost who we were. But we can all be something else, and I will be so happy to fly this rocket anywhere you suggest, even though you and Irene called it Nova Swing, which is the cheapest name I ever heard.

This was how life went. A single moment seemed to extend forever, then suddenly you were snapped out of it. The forward motion of time stretched whatever rubbery glue-like substance had fixed you there until it failed catastrophically. You weren't the person you were before you got trapped; you weren't the person you were while you were trapped: the merciless thing about it, Liv discovered, was that you weren't someone entirely different either.

The healing of the spirit has not been completed until openness to challenge becomes a way of life.

Throughout the whole of life one must continue to learn to live," said Seneca two millennia ago, "and what will amaze you even more, throughout life one must learn to die.

The only true end of love is spiritual growth or human evolution.

What they once perceived as problems they now perceive as opportunities.

We are born that we might become, as a conscious individual, a new life form of God.

M. Scott Peck

This transformation occurred by virtue of the fact that Orestes was willing to accept responsibility for his mental illness.

We see what we want to see when we look at someone. Like a diamond before it has been cut. We can guess at its brilliance but can't see the faults until the stone has been cut and polished. Only then can we glimpse inside and see the occlusions and the clarity. 

Why is it that men are so good at turning their heaven into a hell?

one could deduce that vice is often the manure of virtue

I descended into physical and moral immobility, and my body became a plant, a stone, mud, nothing at all…

Na verdade, Capitu ia crescendo às carreiras, as formas arredondavam-se e avigoravam-se com grande intensidade; moralmente, a mesma coisa. Era mulher por dentro e por fora, mulher à direita e à esquerda, mulher por todos os lados, e desde os pés até à cabeça.

Não venho restaurá-la. Esquecer é uma necessidade. A vida é uma lousa, em que o destino, para escrever um novo caso, precisa apagar o caso escrito. Obra de lápis e esponja. Não, não venho restaurá-la. Há milhares de ações tão bonitas, ou ainda mais bonitas do que a do Nicolau, e comidas do esquecimento.

do botão luzia ou saquarema nasce um magnífico lírio saquarema ou luzia.

mulher feita, refeita e perfeita.

Tempora mutantur.

It seems that misery had cured his soul, to the point that it made him feel like mud.

come piante novelle, Rinovellate di novelle fronde.

What people have the capacity to choose, they have the ability to change.

On the other side of pain, there is still love.