Quotes about Transition And Growth

The world progresses! Why shouldn't it turn as well?

You kind of grow up and evolve in everything you do.

I have grown as time has gone on.

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.

I couldn't even think about elite gymnastics for a while. It was definitely good for me to try something different.

The metamorphosis of people is so interesting. I guess that's why everybody loves before and afters, throwback Thursdays, and all that kind of thing.

I think so often you can come out of drama school and get thrown in the deep end.

Most people here have spent most of their time someplace else. You learn

There aren't any old times. When times are gone they're not old, they're dead! There aren't any times but new times!

There are no moments you have frozen in amber. It's moving, it's changing, so appreciate what's good about right now and be ready for what's next.

To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. Yes. A time to keep silence and a time to speak. Yes.

Time doesn't heal, I had learned, it just keeps moving. And it takes us with it.

When I was a little kid we moved to Tulsa, then to St. Louis and, by the time I was in kindergarten, we lived in Springfield, Missouri. There I basically grew up.

1993, my return to the 'bigs'. I'd been

I think I've grown out of it. It's a natural process: you gain everything you can from a place and then you move on.

Change, of course, is growth, and anything that is not growing is either paralysed or it's not alive, because that's life; we always change and we grow.

Sometimes the end is only a beginning

Watch the beauty of your life tree old leaves falling and allowing new ones to sprout !

Step back in perspective, open your heart and welcome transition into a new phase of life.

When you begin, you envision a better end but, when you get to the end, you see the beginning better!

It's not the end of the road, it's just the end of the road work.

That was the river, this is the sea.

What does become of people who slip quietly out of your life?

People heal, sweetheart. We feel things, and then feelings change. People change. All the time.