Quotes About Adjustment

Always take small, deliberate steps, checking for feedback and adjusting before proceeding

Once they've agreed to the layout, you might throw it away and recode

When an estimate turns out wrong, don't just shrug and walk away. Find out why it differed from your guess. Maybe you chose some parameters that didn't match the reality of the problem. Maybe your model was wrong. Whatever the reason, take some time to uncover what happened. If you do, your next estimate will be better.

Disability is not predictive of the happiness of either the parent or the child, which reflects the larger puzzle that people who have won the lottery are, in the long run and on average, only marginally happier than amputees—people in each category having adjusted rather quickly to their new normal.

To every time, its own normality.

History books are being re-written all the time

And then she moved from shock to grief the way she might enter another room.

She thinks of all that will have to be done to dismantle a life.

She used to cry roughly three times a year. Now she seemed to cry three times before breakfast. Could that be considered progress?

Le chagrin, c'est comme un nouveau-né, les trois premiers mois, c'est l'enfer et, au bout de six mois, on finit par s'avouer vaincu, on réorganise sa vie en fonction de lui, on lui fait de la place.

They were more like the grown-up dog whose family loved it but had to move to an apartment in Korea (is it Korea?) where people sometimes eat dogs.

He was never very good at talking about feelings. He'd been on his own for so long that it was as if he'd had to learn a new language

At least for now.

Now my parents are divorced and I live in Connecticut with my mom and brother, but my dad still lives in California. All in all, I've flown back and forth across the country eleven times.

The Baby-sitters Club was (almost) back to normal.

A few months ago, leaving for college seemed glamourous, but now it's hard to believe that this little dorm room, with its scratchy sheets and a lock that sticks, is home. It's hard to accept that this is my new life, that these are my new friends. I am one in many here. There are dozens here as good as me, even more who are smarter, funnier. And it scares me because before I stuck out and now I blend in.

Griff lowered his window as Turner drove through the gates of the federal prison camp that had been his home for the past five years. The area in which he'd been incarcerated was classified minimum security, but it was still prison.

Because you have to just go with the flow. Your life is not your own, with people coming in and out all the time. You get mellow because you have to.

Whenever something great happens, you're always kind of poised for the universe to correct itself.

What happened to goodbye?

Life isn't fair, Owen told her. Get used to it.

Her life was perfect. But as was often the case, the rest of us were still adjusting.

My father's new life was progressing as planned, one neat step at a time. And I felt it, again, that same feeling I got whenever another change or shift in my life was announced to me – selling the house, Ashley's tantrums, now the baby – that need to dig in my heels and prepare myself for the next shock and its aftermath. I was tired of hanging on, taking the torn pieces to make something whole with them.

Like that box held the last little piece of what was normal, and I wasn't ready to give it up just yet.