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Quotes about Renewal

churches must come to terms with their past and genuinely repent, or there will be no future.
— Neil Anderson
You can stand in the middle of a street and let the drops fall on you and feel refreshed. It's like God's little sprinkler.
— Travis Thrasher
All the human and animal manure which the world wastes, if returned to the land, instead of being thrown into the sea, would suffice to nourish the world.
— Victor Hugo
The merciful precepts of Christ will at last suffuse the Code and it will glow with their radiance. Crime will be considered an illness with its own doctors to replace your judges and its hospitals to replace your prisons. Liberty shall be equated with health. Ointments and oil shall be applied to limbs that were once shackled and branded. Infirmities that once were scourged with anger shall now be bathed with love. The cross in place of the gallows: sublime and yet so simple.
— Victor Hugo
A people, like stars, are entitled to eclipse. All is well, provided the light returns and the eclipse does not become endless night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is the same as the survival of the soul.
— Victor Hugo
Voyager, c'est naître et mourir à chaque instant.
— Victor Hugo
People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, while unlearning them they learn this: There is no vacuum in the human heart. Certain demolitions take place, and it is well that they do, but on condition that they are followed by reconstructions.
— Victor Hugo
To travel is to be born and to die at every instant;
— Victor Hugo
Peoples, like planets, possess the right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night.
— Victor Hugo
Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task.
— Victor Hugo
Tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it... yet.
— LM Montgomery
For seven years he had lived bound to her,his every step subject to her scrutiny. She might as well have chained iron balls to his ankles. Suddenly his step was much lighter. He soared. He had entered Parmenides' magic field: he was enjoying the sweet lightness of being''.
— Milan Kundera