Joseph Beuys Quotes

Nature is infinitely creative. It is always producing the possibility of new beginnings.

The death of what's dead is the birth of what's living.

The young is always there to replace what we call the old. That's the process, even in nature.

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

Destroying is a necessary function in life. Everything has its season, and all things eventually lose their effectiveness and die.

We will burn the old grass and the new will grow.

Everything has a cycle and a season.

Nature obliges everything to change about. One thing crumbles and falls in the weakness of age; Another grows in its place from a negligible start. So time alters the whole nature of the world And earth passes from one state to another.

You must have something new in a landscape as well as something old, something that's dying and something that's being born.

The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

For time and the world do not stand still. Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or the present are certain to miss the future.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.

Nature has different times.

Life is a process. We are a process. The universe is a process.

This morning's scene is good and fine, Long rain has not harmed the land.

When all the world appears to be in a tumult, and nature itself is feeling the assault of climate change, the seasons retain their essential rhythm. Yes, fall gives us a premonition of winter, but then, winter, will be forced to relent, once again, to the new beginnings of soft greens, longer light, and the sweet air of spring.

Things work in cycles.

He not busy being born is busy dying.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

In nature, there is less death and destruction than death and transmutation.

Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass. Change may be announced by a small ache, so that you think you're catching cold. Or you may feel a faint disgust for something you loved yesterday. It may even take the form of a hunger that peanuts won't satisfy. Isn't overeating said to be one of the strongest symptoms of discontent. And isn't discontent the lever of change?

I guess I'm in a state of becoming. Even though I've had a full career and I've been around a long time, it's like dinosaurs are coming back. It's all new. I'm having to be on my own and seeing how exciting life can be now.

The sun is new each day.

Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.

You're only as young as the last time you changed your mind.