Rebirth Quotes

“Remember,too,that all who succeed in life get off to a bad start,and pass through many heartbreaking struggles before they "arrive". The turning point in the lives of those who succeed usually comes at some moment of crisis,through which they are introduced to their "other selves".”
― Napoleon Hill, Think and Grow Rich

“Perspective is as simple as answering this question: If I had 5 months to live would I experience this problem differently?”
― Shannon L. Alder

“The wreckage of stars - I built a world from this wreckage.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Dithyrambs of Dionysus

“I love you today. I will love you tomorrow. I will love you always. Because when we are reborn, I will fall in love with you again and again and again."
- Faye Hall, from an untitled script”
― Faye Hall

“Awareness born of love is the only force that can bring healing and renewal. Out of our love for another person, we become more willing to let our old identities wither and fall away, and enter a dark night of the soul, so that we may stand naked once more in the presence of the great mystery that lies at the core of our being. This is how love ripens us -- by warming us from within, inspiring us to break out of our shell, and lighting our way through the dark passage to new birth.”
― John Welwood

“A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.”
― Munia Khan

“Divorce = Rebirth: forget the past, replan your life, improve your appearance & REJUVENATE!”
― Rossana Condoleo

“Who needs to be a Phoenix for rebirth? One simply requires themselves and an instrument to clean the slate and start over, perhaps create their own world where everything is better..”
― TheBakaViolinist

“How do you plan a rebirth? I'm not sure you do. You just stand in the darkness until you can't endure it any long, and then you move forward until you're standing in the light.”
― Questlove, Mo' Meta Blues: The World According to Questlove

“ولكي ندرك مدى الرقي الذي يتمثل في النهضة أو النهضات الأوروبية يجب
أن نعرف عمق الانحطاط الذي سبق هذا الرقي”
― سلامة موسى, ما هي النهضة؟

“What a face this girl possessed!—Could I neither die then nor gaze at her face every day, I would need to recreate it through painting or sculpture, or through fatherhood, until a second such face could be born.”
― Roman Payne, The Wanderess

“Divorce is the start point for a brand new life. Don't lose the chance to redesign it upon your dreams!”
― Rossana Condoleo

“Do you think Western Civilization has come to an end?
"We are clearly going through a cultural crisis at the moment. It's a phase where we are trying to distinguish values of life. People are looking for a solution and perhaps they will find it. But the radicality of the search will change their view of life."
So there is a cultural crises?
"There is a general crisis, but it's not the end of the world.
But the crisis it total?
"And so what? The crisis means that now the world is at the bottom of a sinus curve. In the nature of things, it will now rise and fall again later.”
― Krzysztof Kieślowski, Kieslowski on Kieslowski

“He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.”
― Nenia Campbell, Black Beast

“إن أسوأ ما أخشاه أن ننتصر على المستعمرين ونطردهم، وأن ننتصر على
المستغلين ونخضعهم، ثم نعجز عن أن نهزم القرون الوسطى في حياتنا، ونعود الى دعوة
(عودوا إلى القدماء)”
― سلامة موسى, ما هي النهضة؟

“They have not forgotten the Mysteries,” she said, “they have found them too difficult. They want a God who will care for them, who will not demand that they struggle for enlightenment, but who will accept them just as they are, with all their sins, and take away their sins with repentance. It is not so, it will never be so, but perhaps it is the only way the unenlightened can bear to think of their Gods.” Lancelet smiled bitterly. “Perhaps a religion which demands that every man must work through lifetime after lifetime for his own salvation is too much for mankind. They want not to wait for God’s justice, but to see it now. And that is the lure which this new breed of priests has promised them.”
― Marion Zimmer Bradley, The Mists of Avalon

“They have to know, for we know , that reincarnation is real.”
― N.K. David

“Death is the great disruptor; it thrusts us opposite life’s mirror, invites our truthful exploration, and reveals the naked truth; from which rebirth is possible and we are free to reinvent ourselves anew.”
― B.G. Bowers

“If the soul is immortal then it is one with the Godhead.”
― N.K. David

“Let the juices that are stirred into new life flow at this creative bloodletting of our artistic beings. (Zoltan Galos)”
― ZJ Galos

“The sooner the rebirth, the prettier the corpse.”
― David S.E. Zapanta, Posthumous

“Can’t call ‘em zombies anymore,” sighed Manny. He seemed almost wistful. “Now we gotta be all politically correct. It’s like the Cold Wars never happened.”
― David S.E. Zapanta, Posthumous

“فإذا أنت أردت إن تلخص لنفسك معنى الانحطاط في القرون المظلمة، وكيف
هجر الذهن البشري الفلسفة اليونانية والهندسة الإقليدية والنزعة العلمية الصناعية
في رومية إلى الدين، والغيبيات في صوامع الرهبان، فاعلم أن هذا المعنى ينحصر في
أن الثقافة قد أصبحت تخدم شئون العالم الثاني بدلًا من أن تخدم الإنسان على
هذه الأرض”
― سلامة موسى, ما هي النهضة؟

“She is no longer a solitary being. She is a million different parts, each reborn, granted the miracle she prayed for in the months before her death, to be completely healed.
Death is the price for rebirth.
Death. Who would have thought it would come with such great joy? Yet, after long years battling illness, death is suddenly more than welcome.”
― Victoria Kahler, Luisa Across the Bay

“As David Zucker watched the casket of his late wife being lowered into the ground, he thought the worst must surely be over and it was time to start the slow healing process to begin life anew.”
― Phil Wohl, Ctrl-Salt-Del: A Life Rebooted

“Did you ever stop to consider that God made us to remake us? He created us so we would seek Him and be transformed by Him.”
― Dillon Burroughs, Hunger No More: A 1-Year Devotional Journey Through the Psalms

“Change blows through the branches of our existence. It fortifies the roots on which we stand, infuses crimson experience with autumn hues, dismantles Winter’s brittle leaves, and ushers Spring into our fertile environments. Seeds of evolution burst from their pod cocoons and teardrop buds blossom into Summer flowers. Change releases its redolent scent, attracting the buzz of honey bees and the adoration of discerning butterflies.”
― B.G. Bowers, Death and Life

“I wondered about my inner child. In fact, I was troubled. Did I even have an inner child, I asked myself, given that, in essence, I’d just been born?”
― Sol Luckman, Beginner's Luke

“Julius Johnson, the big manufacturer. He is being hounded by a mad woman who is trying to blow up his factories. She wants to destroy order to make people aware of chaos, and in that way to hasten the rebirth [...] The poor soul has the wrong end of the stick. Order is necessary for rebirth. Order will always be part of us; it's inseparable from the new nature of things.”
― Etienne Leroux, Sewe dae by die Silbersteins

“THE NEXT DAY WAS RAIN-SOAKED and smelled of thick sweet caramel, warm coconut and ginger. A nearby bakery fanned its daily offerings. A lapis lazuli sky was blanketed by gunmetal gray clouds as it wept crocodile tears across the parched Los Angeles landscape.
When Ivy was a child and she overheard adults talking about their break-ups, in her young feeble-formed mind, she imagined it in the most literal of essences. She once heard her mother speaking of her break up with an emotionally unavailable man.

She said they broke up on 69th Street. Ivy visualized her mother and that man breaking into countless fragments, like a spilled box of jigsaw pieces. And she imagined them shattered in broken shards, being blown down the pavement of 69th Street.

For some reason, on the drive home from Marcel’s apartment that next morning, all Ivy could think about was her mother and that faceless man in broken pieces, perhaps some aspects of them still stuck in cracks and crevices of the sidewalk, mistaken as grit.

She couldn’t get the image of Marcel having his seizure out of her mind. It left a burning sensation in the center of her chest. An incessant flame torched her lungs, chest, and even the back door of her tongue.

Witnessing someone you cared about experiencing a seizure was one of those things that scribed itself indelibly on the canvas of your mind. It was gut-wrenching. Graphic and out-of-body, it was the stuff that post traumatic stress syndrome was made of.”
― Brandi L. Bates, Remains To Be Seen