To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.
Henri BergsonRead
For life is tendency, and the essence of a tendency is to develop in the form of a sheaf, creating, by its very growth, divergent directions among which its impetus is divided.
Interpretation
Life is about growth and development, leading to various paths and directions.
Henri Bergson's quote highlights the dynamic nature of life as an ongoing process characterized by trends and tendencies. As life progresses, these tendencies lead to various developments and divergent paths, reflecting that growth is not linear but multifaceted and complex, with energies and intentions distributed in different directions.
In practice
In a speech about personal development, I would use this quote to emphasize the importance of embracing life's changes.
To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.
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