Edwin Hubbel Chapin Quotes

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

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

Life depends on change, and renewal.

The seed dies into a new life, and so does man.

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

He not busy being born is busy dying.

Nothing ever quite dies, it just comes back in a different form.

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

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

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.

Death, is not an end, but a transition crisis. All the forms of decay are but masks of regeneration--the secret alembics of vitality.

Each new season grows from the leftovers from the past. That is the essence of change, and change is the basic law.

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.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

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

Nature abhors the old.

Death is the mother of forms.

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.

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.

Life moves forward. The old leaves wither, die and fall away, and the new growth extends forward into the light.

The end of one thing is just the beginning of another.

Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new.

The snake which cannot cast its skin has to die.

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

Death is simply a shedding of the physical body, like the butterfly coming out of a cocoon. . . . It's like putting away your winter coat when spring comes.