Quotes About Movement

We skip the moments like stones.

At first, he only continues walking. Only when I look down on our feet do I realize that we're actually going nowhere. It's the world that moves - the streets, the air, and the dark patches of inner sky.

Never had movement been such a burden. Never had a heart been so definite and big in her adolescent chest.

Un niño y una niña se entrelazaban en Münchenstrasse. Se retorcían, incómodos, en el asfalto. Juntos, vieron desaparecer a los humanos. Los vieron disolverse en el aire húmedo como si fueran grageas en movimiento.

The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help.

Quietly, he walked towards it with the matchbox in one hand, the candle in the other.

impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help.

Footsteps crease the grass behind us.

Rudy was interested, and confused. The moon was undone now, free to move and rise and fall and drip on the boy's face, making him nice and murky, like his thoughts.

Everything was so desperately noisy in the dark when he was alone. Each time he moved, there was the sound of a crease. He felt like a man in a paper suit.

Sometimes I feel that life is passing me by, not slowly either, but with ropes of steam and spark-spattered wheels and a hoarse roar of power or terror. It's passing, yet I'm the one who's doing all the moving. I'm not the station, I'm not the stop: I'm the train. I'm the train.

Beneath the clock was an enormous arrow, on which was printed: Change Here For Eastern Trains. But time had no arrow, not here.

He turns the pages from right to left. He begins at the beginning and ends at the end. This makes a quirky sense to me—but Mikio and I are definitely in the minority here. And how can we two be right? It would make so many others wrong. Water moves upward. It seeks the highest level. What did you expect? Smoke falls. Things are created in the violence of fire. But that's all right. Gravity still pins us to the planet.

And now, at dusk, outside my window, the trees shake their heads like disco dancers in the strobe lights of nightlife long ago.

Humanitarian concerns are always dismissed as impractical, at least initially. Humanitarian concerns, however, aren't high on the national gay movement's list of priorities; if they were, we'd hear a lot more from them than we do about the inequities that derive from race, class, and gender.

A campanha pelo direito de voto das mulheres era, contudo, "um movimento ridículo". O voto para as mulheres devia ser evitado. "Uma vez que se conceda o voto a um grande número de mulheres, que constituem a maior parte da sociedade", advertiu ele, "todo o poder passará para as mãos delas".

Since time itself is not movement, it must somehow have to do with movement.Time is initially encountered in those entities which are changeable, change is in time. How is time exhibited in this way of encountering it, namely, as that within which things change? Does it here give itself as itself in what it is? Can an axplacation of time starts here guarantee that time will thereby provide as it were the fundamental phenomena that determine it in its own being?

No historical movement can leap outside of history and start from scratch.

What we call happening, no matter whether in a narrower or wider sense, is movement, a becoming-other, a becoming.

A social movement that only moves people is merely a revolt. A movement that changes both people and institutions is a revolution.

We did not hesitate to call our movement an army. But it was a special army, with no supplies but its sincerity, no uniform but its determination, no arsenal except its faith, no currency but its conscience.

First, the line of progress is never straight. For a period a movement may follow a straight line and then it encounters obstacles and the path bends. It is like curving around a mountain when you are approaching a city. Often if feels as though you were moving backwards, and you lose sight of your goal: but in fact you are moving ahead, and soon you will see the city again, closer by.

The white liberal must honestly ask himself why he supported the movement in the first place. If he supported it for the right reasons, he will continue to support it in spite of the confusions of the present moment. But if he supported the movement for the wrong reasons, he will find every available excuse to withdraw from it now, and he will discover that he was inoculated with so mild a form of commitment that he was immune to the genuine moral article.

No revolution is executed like a ballet. Its steps and gestures are not neatly designed and precisely performed.