Quotes About Transformation

It was amusing to me to see how the detective's overbearing manner had changed suddenly to that of a child asking questions of its teacher.

Life hammers us all. Too many times we become things we never thought we'd be. For many reasons.

Get naked for me, she whispered in his ear. Dev used his powers to remove his clothes. She wrinkled her nose as her eyes twinkled in hungry satisfaction. There's definitely an advantage to having a Were-Hunter for a lover, eh? Woman, you have no idea. She gave a low whistle of appreciation as she took him into her hand. You're even hung like a bear. He laughed at her pun. You just don't know, baby. You ain't ever been loved till you're loved by a Were.

What might have happened to them to make them the way they were? It did not change what they now did, but it changed, profoundly, how he perceived their motivations, their place in the world.

Who can ever know what turns the spark into flame?

Except, what is normal at any given time? We change just as the seasons change, and each spring brings new growth. So nothing is ever quite the same. I realize now that what I wanted was comfort, but that, too, does not often come with growth and change.

My name. I have a name, and it's not Red Dragon. I am more than just the priestess's dragon. I am Eilrah, a man who wants you," he growled against her lips. "But you aren't a man. You only take this form when you feel like it," she replied coolly, turning her face aside.

Trees everywhere, and buds About to burst in sunlight, Which makes a river of the snow.

I shall weave a suit of leaves. At once. With acorns for buttons.

It's not the way it used to be... people ain't the way they used to be.

Perhaps someday they would grow as dragons.

Change layover the stairs and the kitchen and the garden like fog.

Good morning, Jonas. You are a furred leaf, I think.

Exorcism cannot alter the countenance of a house; Hill House would stay as it was until it was destroyed.

Every touch he made on the house must be erased.

this was a time and a land where enchantments were swiftly made and broken

how can i be nothing at all for hours and days at a time, and then suddenly create myself into a real person for ten minutes at bedtime?

You all want the whole world to be changed so you will be different. But I don't suppose people get changed any by just a new world. And anyway that world isn't any more real than this one.

Some lives, ending as Miss Fielding's would, leave a grain of memory, like a grain of sand, in the depths of another mind, a grain of sand which is like the constant irritation under an oyster's shell, eventually to grow with coating after coating of disguising beauty into a pearl. Sometime this memory would be pried loose, in its rounded beauty, to stand by itself as an object of delight.

Someday change will be accepted as life itself

I tell you the truth - for a long, long time these farmers have worked like horses and cattle; and like horses and cattle they have died. The reason our religion has penetrated this territory like water flowing into dry earth is that it has given to this group of people a human warmth they never previously knew. For the first time they have met men who treated them like human beings. It was the human kindness and charity of the fathers that touched their hearts.

Dead my old fine hopes And dry my dreaming but still... Iris, blue each spring

Men mold some cities, some cities mold men.

He was like a sponge, erasing the past, soaking up the future.