Lester Bangs Quotes

Die and born again, die and born again. It's the story of my life.

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

I was reborn," she said, her hot breath brushing his ear. "You were reborn," Tengo said. "Because I died once." "You died once," Tengo repeated. "On a night when there was a cold rain falling," she said. "Why did you die?" "So I would be reborn like this." "You would be reborn," Tengo said. "More or less," she whispered quietly. "In all sorts of forms.

Setting is preliminary to brighter rising; decay is a process of advancement; death is the condition of higher and more fruitful life.

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

There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.

Nothing retains its form; new shapes from old. Nature, the great inventor, ceaselessly contrives. In all creation, be assured, there is no death - no death, but only change and innovation; what we men call birth is but a different new beginning; death is but to cease to be the same. Perhaps this may have moved to that, and that to this, yet still the sum of things remains the same.

Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new.

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

It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection.

Nothing old is ever reborn, but neither does it totally disappear. And that which has once been [born], will always reappear in a new form.

Life depends on change, and renewal.

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.

We can never be born enough.

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

The world dies over and over again, but the skeleton always gets up and walks.

There are resurrection themes in every society that has ever been studied, and it is because not just only do we fantasize about the possibility of resurrection and recovery, but it actually happens. And it happens a lot.

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

Life and death are illusions. We are in a constant state of transformation.

That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place.

From the end spring new beginnings.

Everything does go in a circle.

In my end is my beginning.

For me, the key to longevity - and immortality, in a sense - has to do with transformation.

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