Claire DedererI had discovered something; there was a pleasure in becoming something new. You could will yourself into a fresh shape. Now all I had to do was figure out how to do it out there, in my life.
About This Quote
In the quote, the author, Torey Hayden, is describing a process that can potentially be applied to anything in life. We all have goals and aspirations. Instead of trying to push those goals away from us, we should embrace them. We should not be afraid of becoming something new.
Instead, life is a continuous process of growth and change. The key is to maintain a positive attitude and keep going forward.
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