#birth

It’s hard to walk briskly at this time of year; the accelerating pace of unfolding spring slows my own. I repeatedly stop- to watch what’s moving. Soon the torrent of migrants will completely overwhelm my ability to keep up with all the changes. But it’s easy to revel in the exuberance and the sense of rebirth, renewal. ↗

— Carl Safina

#spring #walking #change

When love awakens in your life, in the night of your heart, it is like the dawn breaking within you. Where before there was anonymity, now there is intimacy; where before there was fear, now there is courage; where before in your life there was awkwardness, now there is a rhythm of grace and gracefulness; where before you used to be jagged, now you are elegant and in rhythm with your self. When love awakens in your life, it is like a rebirth, a new beginning. ↗

— John O'Donohue

#courage

After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. ↗

— E.B. White

#death #life #death

The phoenix must burn to emerge. ↗

— Janet Fitch

#failure #rebirth #death

The only sin is the sin of being born ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#death #sin #death

Tell a wise person, or else keep silent, because the mass man will mock it right away. I praise what is truly alive, what longs to be burned to death. In the calm water of the love-nights, where you were begotten, where you have begotten, a strange feeling comes over you, when you see the silent candle burning. Now you are no longer caught in the obsession with darkness, and a desire for higher love-making sweeps you upward. Distance does not make you falter. Now, arriving in magic, flying, and finally, insane for the light, you are the butterfly and you are gone. And so long as you haven't experienced this: to die and so to grow, you are only a troubled guest on the dark earth. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#life #rebirth #death

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you. ↗

— Rabindranath Tagore

#death #inspirational #death

If you live in the dark a long time and the sun comes out, you do not cross into it whistling. There's an initial uprush of relief at first, then-for me, anyway- a profound dislocation. My old assumptions about how the world works are buried, yet my new ones aren't yet operational.There's been a death of sorts, but without a few days in hell, no resurrection is possible. ↗

— Mary Karr

#rebirth #resurrection #death

A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending. ↗

— R.J. Gonzales

#death #loss #loss-of-a-baby #miscarriage #sad

The whole life of the individual is nothing but the process of giving birth to himself; indeed, we should be fully born when we die. ↗

— Erich Fromm

#death #death