I like to wake up each morning feeling a new man.
It is time for me to be dead for a little while - and then live again.
From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.
It is really a matter of ending this silence and solitude, of breathing and stretching one's arms again.
Things go away to return, brightened for the passage
In a way, I was born twice. I was born in 1934 and again in 1955 when I came to Pittsburgh. I am thankful to say that I lived two lives.
The pause between the errors and trials of the day and the hopes of the night.
Feeling that Peter was on his way back, the Neverland had again woke into life. We ought to use the pluperfect and say wakened, but woke is better and was always used by Peter.
We have the power to make things new again. To project American strength again, to get our economy going again.
To be renewed is everything. What more could one ask for than to have one's youth back again?
I voted in elections - probably like a lot of people - but I didn't really pay that much attention to politics. But there was something that happened in 2016, and I think people were reawakened in this country.
We definitely need to get the excitement back.
I've had so many rebirths, I should come with my own midwife by now.
As if in the other side of his kiss there could ve a new life
The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.
I stepped out of my grave and into my life again.
Germany has been born anew.
'Smoke Ring' was a downer, then 'Wakin' was an upturn.
I had seen these transformations, people who had lost their will to live, coming back from their zombie states and radiating a new life force from their eyes.
Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party!'
I'd excluded New York from my writing, and then I came back and I fell in love with it all over again. The energy comes from an absence, that yearning for New York when you are not there.
I take things that are worn out through overuse, that have become cliches - like the shed, a traditional place of rest and retreat - and I give them a more incandescent future.
A finished work is exactly that, requires resurrection.
I've been able to get an excitement back in the water.
All I did was die,' I said. 'And then, when presented with an opportunity not to be dead any more, I took it. Anyone else would have done the same thing.
