Quotes About Change

If you are a misfit in one place, you will be a great fit in another.

Take the smallest step into a new room, and you will gain entrée to vast worlds you could not see when you clung to the familiar. Acknowledge who you are and how you want to live, and the doors to your destiny will swing open before you.

If you want your destiny to be greater than your history, give no credence to history and all credence to possibility.

This moment has nothing to do with the last one unless you choose the past to continue.

No hay ningún mundo aparte de lo que deseas, y en eso radica, en última instancia, tu liberación. Cambia de mentalidad con respecto a lo que quieres ver, y el mundo cambiará a su vez.

our history is not our destiny. At any moment we are free to make new choices and create a new destiny.

Cuántas veces habré oído: «Hace tiempo que tengo el libro, he leído algunas partes, pero no consigo entenderlo. Empecé a ejecutar las lecciones del Libro de ejercicios, pero lo dejé. Sé que el Curso es muy poderoso y que podría cambiar mi vida, pero me costaba mucho ponerlo en práctica.

Change is impossible until senior business executives realize that software problems are not technical issues, but are significant business issues.

Time passes. Horror does not. *

The black mask, with its slittled forehead and thick, snoutlike breathing apparatus, covered the face of the man he knew as Kylo Ren. Once, he had known the face behind the mask. Once, he has known the man himself. Now, to Lor San Tekka, only the mask was left. Metal instead of a man.

Captain Phasma. Remember me?" He moved his weapon slightly. "Here's my blaster, ya still wanna inspect it?" Phasma held on to her dignity. "Yes, I remember you. FN-2187." Finn shook his head curtly. "Not anymore. My name is Finn. A real name for a real person. And I'm in charge now.

A few, less constrained by pride and more resilient, survived and had children. Their offspring grew up with no illusions about the supremacy of humankind or anykind. They matured and observed the world around them through different eyes. Roll the log. Give and take. Bend with the wind. Adapt, adapt, adapt …!

Maybe one day, before the universe died, Unkar Plutt would take a bath.

It is I, See-Threepio! You probably don't recognize me because of the red arm.

On the other hand, Andrea had decided last month, on the occasion of her twelfth birthday and for no discernible reason (at least, none that an adult could discern), that from then on her given name would be Fitzwinkle. And then

But ... this will begin to make things right.

Usually a senile old fool knows when to retire. But sometimes he simply needs to be retired.

This year, of course, being 1936, there would be no figs.

All my life, I kept waiting for things to get better. For the bright promise of mañana. But a funny thing happened while I was waiting for the world to change, Chabele: It didn't. Because I didn't change it.

How did we ever get to believe that faithfulness involved simply retaining past forms and thinking? With the Creator God as our Father, how did we ever become the socially conservative stiflers of innovation that we are so notoriously perceived to be?

we will never be faithful in the biblical sense if we never move from home base.

It is hard to do justice to old pleasures that cannot be revived—we seem half to disown our youthful selves, who loved and treasured them.

When I was ten, I read fairy stories in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.

In many respects, recovery was, by nature, iconoclastic—a smashing of old and rigid ideas to allow for new life-giving perspectives.