Transition Quotes

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Isaac Asimov
“Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.”
Isaac Asimov

“Look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.”
Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

Jeanette Winterson
“In the space between chaos and shape there was another chance.”
Jeanette Winterson, The World and Other Places: Stories

“We do on stage things that are supposed to happen off. Which is a kind of integrity, if you look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.”
Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

Vera Nazarian
“The great miraculous bell of translucent ice is suspended in mid-air.

It rings to announce endings and beginnings. And it rings because there is fresh promise and wonder in the skies.

Its clear tones resound in the placid silence of the winter day, and echo long into the silver-blue serenity of night.

The bell can only be seen at the turning of the year, when the days wind down into nothing, and get ready to march out again.

When you hear the bell, you feel a tug at your heart.

It is your immortal inspiration.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Ishmael Beah
“We must live in the radiance of tomorrow, as our ancestors have suggested in their tales. For what is yet to come tomorrow has possibilities, and we must think of it, the simplest glimpse of that possibility of goodness. That will be our strength. That has always been our strength.”
Ishmael Beah, Radiance of Tomorrow

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
“Fennel, which is the spice for Wednesdays, the day of averages, of middle-aged people. . . . Fennel . . . smelling of changes to come.”
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Mistress of Spices

Benjamin X. Wretlind
“I've always believed there are moments in our lives which can be defined as a transition between the before and after, between the cause and the effect.”
Benjamin X. Wretlind, Castles

Siddhartha Mukherjee
“It is tempting to write the history of technology through products: the wheel; the microscope; the airplane; the Internet. But it is more illuminating to write the history of technology through transitions: linear motion to circular motion; visual space to subvisual space; motion on land to motion on air; physical connectivity to virtual connectivity.”
Siddhartha Mukherjee, The Gene: An Intimate History

Mark  Rice
“I was ten when I heard the music that ended the first phase of my life and cast me hurtling towards a new horizon. Drenched to the skin, I stood on Dunoon’s pier peering seawards through diagonal rain, looking for the ferry that would take me home. There, on the everwet west coast of Scotland, I heard it: like sonic scalpels, the sounds of electric guitars sliced through the dreich weather. My body hairs pricked up like antennae. To my young ears these amplified guitars sounded angelic, for surely no man-made instrument could produce that tone. The singer couldn't be human. His voice was too clean, too pure, too resonant, as though a robot larynx were piping words through vocal chords of polished silver. The overall effect was intoxicating - a storm of drums, earthquake bass, razor-sharp guitar riffs, and soaring vocals of astonishing clarity. I knew that I was hearing the future.”
Mark Rice, Metallic Dreams

Maggie Nelson
“Trans” may work well enough as shorthand, but the quickly developing mainstream narrative it evokes (“born in the wrong body,” necessitating an orthopedic pilgrimage between two fixed destinations) is useless for some—but partially, or even profoundly, useful for others? That for some, “transitioning” may mean leaving one gender entirely behind, while for others—like Harry, who is happy to identify as a butch on T—it doesn’t? I’m not on my way anywhere, Harry sometimes tells inquirers. How to explain, in a culture frantic for resolution, that sometimes the shit stays messy? I do not want the female gender that has been assigned to me at birth. Neither do I want the male gender that transsexual medicine can furnish and that the state will award me if I behave in the right way. I don’t want any of it. How to explain that for some, or for some at some times, this irresolution is OK—desirable, even (e.g., “gender hackers”)—whereas for others, or for others at some times, it stays a source of conflict or grief? How does one get across the fact that the best way to find out how people feel about their gender or their sexuality—or anything else, really—is to listen to what they tell you, and to try to treat them accordingly, without shellacking over their version of reality with yours?”
Maggie Nelson, The Argonauts

Torrey Peters
“That's who is now, he reminds himself, someone who makes decisions, who doesn't let life just act upon him. Wasn't that the big lesson of transition, of detransition? That you'll never know all the angles, that delay is just form of hiding from reality. That you just figure what you what you want and do it? And maybe, if you don't know what you want, you just do something anyway, and everything will change, and then maybe that will reveal what you really want. So do something.”
Torrey Peters, Detransition, Baby

Rainer Maria Rilke
“Perhaps it requires of you precisely this existential anxiety in order to begin. Precisely these days of transition are perhaps the period when everything in you is working..”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Louis Graydon Sullivan
“My opened shirt blew in the wind—The sun tanning my stomach—Feeling lean and alive and beautiful—Saying I am a man—Saying I love men.”
Louis Graydon Sullivan

Gretel Ehrlich
“Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons.”
Gretel Ehrlich, The Solace of Open Spaces

Meredith Russo
“And there she is.

I touch my jaw and she touches hers. I watch her lips part in awe and, for the first time in a long time, it’s not in a tight frown. She blinks slowly. I blink slowly. Because this is me.

All I can do is stare. At some point the stretched-out neckline of my ratty thrift-store shirt slipped off my shoulder. A strand of hair falls across my face. A girl who could be my sister stares back at me—it’s not even that I did a good job with the makeup, because I didn’t, but she’s there.

There’s a surge of vertigo as I realize this is what it’s like to bridge the gap between me-the-body and me-the-self. Or the start of it. It feels like waves are crashing in my ears, warm foam rising up to envelop me. I wrap my arms around my stomach and take a long, clean breath. And that’s really it—I feel clean for the first time in years.”
Meredith Russo, Birthday

Marcus Luttrell
“This thing is not going to last forever, and the flaming ferris wheel will continue to spin without you.”
Marcus Luttrell, Service: A Navy SEAL at War

Meredith Russo
“I put one of my headphones back in, watch the road drift by, and try not to think about how Eric couldn’t hear me at the water park, and how my secret is still safe, and how Eric looked cute without a shirt on, and how I wish I didn’t even think that. It had been a mistake to think to tell him. I push the truth down. Bury it. Stick a grave marker on top. What’s one more year of life as a boy?”
Meredith Russo, Birthday

Meredith Russo
“My thoughts drift to Mom and I wonder if I would have been able to tell her how I felt wrong in my own body, if she would have understood. Mom was sensitive, and soft-spoken, and always kind—even to people I could tell she didn’t like. I think she would have loved me no matter what.

I guess I’ll never know.

But I can hope.”
Meredith Russo, Birthday

“I mean, if I were thirty years younger—if I were twenty five years younger—if I were eighteen years younger—God, if I were just ten years younger—if I were a year and a day younger—if I were a month younger—if you'd asked me just five minutes ago, four and a half even, if I'd picked up on the first ring instead of the third, I'd transition. Hell, I'd transition. Oh my God, I wish I could transition. Ask me again, but sooner. Come back yesterday. Come back a week ago. What good are you to me now, when I'm—this? Where were you when there was still summer in my heart? Come back a month ago, a decade, but come back to before I had to forgive you. Just come back and ask again; I'll wait if it takes forever this time.”
Daniel Mallory Ortberg, Something That May Shock and Discredit You

Louis Graydon Sullivan
“Is sex reassignment surgery moral/right? ''If a patient came to you and wanted you to remove his normal left eye or his right hand,
would you do that, just because he asked you to?''
A patient who comes in with such a request is, on the face of it, acutely psychotic. Transsexuals are not psychotic. Further, transsexuals do not want a useful organ removed, reducing their efficiency; but they want a more or less (to them) useless sexual
equipment altered so that a more or less useful (to them) equipment will result.”
Louis Graydon Sullivan, Information for the Female-to-Male Cross Dresser and Transsexual

Ben Crawford
“We had created space for the trail providing. It wasn’t just that we were getting offers of help from strangers We were in a place where we were willing to accept them”
Ben Crawford, 2,000 Miles Together: The Story of the Largest Family to Hike the Appalachian Trail

“Ravi listened to the ballad of Khasak in her, its heroic periods, its torrential winds and its banyan breezes. There was no death but only silver anklets and her eyes sparkling through the surma. Ravi looked deep into those eyes; the story would have no dying, only the slow and mysterious transit. He began in the style of the ancient fabulist.
‘Once upon a time ...”
O V Vijayan

Renee' A. Lee
“After looking at the bigger picture,
I can be bitter or I can be better.
In all things that truly matter,
I have decided to choose the latter.”
Renee' A. Lee

“It's not that I've changed, but that everyone else has changed toward me, just because they think I'm male now. And I feel less self-conscious because of that.

I haven't changed inside at all.”
Ellis Martin, We Both Laughed in Pleasure: The Selected Diaries of Lou Sullivan

“How to switch our energetic channel:
Create movement; sing, dance, walk, stretch the body, breathe, map out a vision in such a way that transition has already taken place.”
Bella Bloom

“We all start somewhere; language is communication; and data is derived for nourishment.
When anything is over our heads, it's time to stretch. And if it's still too far from our grasp, we overshoot because even missing our marks advances us forward.”
Bella Bloom

“We leap frogs
Hop scotches
Tag our own smiles~
Why?
Because we're always IT.
Relentless diversion echoes in our anointed abyss of transition all the same.
Life is a happy stress.”
Bella Bloom

“Let us love out loud every chance we get; believe in everything we feel; and have faith in where we are.”
Bella Bloom

John O'Donohue
“We have fallen out of belonging. Consequently, when we stand before crucial thresholds in our lives, we have no rituals to protect, encourage, and guide us as we cross over into the unknown.”
John O'Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

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