We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Anaïs NinBe at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every new year find you a better man.
Benjamin FranklinWhy do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.
Terry PratchettTag: adventure change travel growth discworld
Don't laugh at a youth for his affectations; he's only trying on one face after another till he finds his own.
Logan Pearsall SmithHe was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder of the folded wings that might open if someone loved him; he still hoped, probably, in a butterfly's unthinking way, for spring and warmth. How the wings ache, folded so, waiting; that is, they ache until they atrophy.
Harold BrodkeyNo matter what happened yesterday it is insignificant when compared to what lies within the core of your being today.
Sandy BrewerTag: life empowerment women growth
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Out of your vulnerabilities will come your strength.
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Within each of us is a light, awake, encoded in the fibers of our existence. Divine ecstasy is the totality of this marvelous creation experienced in the hearts of humanity
Tony SamaraTag: consciousness love freedom spirituality evolution growth meditation healing enlightenment realization foundation advaita satsang
And we are made different. On the instant. What we know, what we were, is banished by that instant, razed like a castle under siege, and nothing is recognizable is left. The world is unmade.
Jennifer RobersonWhen you’re growing up, it takes a long time for you to realize that there’s something different about you. On one level, you know there’s something strange, but on another, yourself is the only thing you ever knew.
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