Quotes About Change

In a world of shifting past, these memories are wheat in wind, fleet in dreams, shapes in clouds. Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened.

There were other, more subtle artistic effects. The slow shift of the light through each day caused shadows to drift, shorten and lengthen, producing constantly changing silhouettes. The summits of mountains, which might be pink in the mornings, turned violet and amaranth in the afternoon. ... Like music, (these phenomena) created a feeling that was not there before

One day [Rabbi Spear] talked about his theory of happiness. He proposed that human feelings respond only to contrast and change, not to constancy, just as eyesight responds to contrasts of light and dark and to movement. The rabbi speculated that if emotions are similar to eyesight and other senses, then perhaps emotions were developed by nature as a survival mechanism.

It never occurred to me that she might travel from one man to the next to avoid being abandoned. Or to avoid being worshiped like a goddess, a worship she both relished and despised.

In our churches and synagogues and mosques, we pray to the everlasting and eternal. Yet, in every nook and cranny, nature screams at the top of her lungs that nothing lasts, that it is all passing away.

Indeed, what sense is there in continuing the present when one has seen the future?

Friendships hold fast for decades and then rip without warning.

But what is the past? Could it be, the firmness of the past is just illusion? Could the past be a kaleidoscope, a pattern of images shift with each disturbance of a sudden breeze, a laugh, a thought? And if the shift is everywhere, how would we know?

Carroll and other physicists believe that order is intimately connected to the "arrow" of time. In particular, the forward direction of time is determined by the movement of order to disorder.

What we call the "future" is the condition of increasing mess; what we call the "past" is increasing tidiness.

Where are they now, as he sits at his bedside table, listening to the sound of his running bath, vaguely perceiving the change in the light.

The future is beckoning. She makes up her mind. Without finishing her packing, she rushes out of her house, this point of her life, rushes straight to the future.

Your pretty empire took so long to build, now, with a snap of history's fingers, down it goes.

Nite Owl II: But the country's disintegrating. What's happened to America? What's happened to the American dream? The Comedian: It came true. You're lookin' at it.

As I see it, part of the art of being a hero is knowing when you don't need to be one anymore.

It's funny, but certain faces seem to go in and out of style. You look at old photographs and everybody has a certain look to them, almost as if they're related. Look at pictures from ten years later and you can see that there's a new kind of face starting to predominate, and that the old faces are fading away and vanishing, never to be seen again.

Janey accuses me of chasing jailbait. She bursts into angry tears, asking if it's because she's getting older. It's true. She's aging more noticeably every day—while I am standing still. I prefer the stillness here. I am tired of Earth. These people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.

For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain... It just won't be the same.

A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having.

Such a small thing to cast such a long & uneasy shadow over the future. For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain: it just won't be the same.

Rorschach: Used to come here often, back when we were partners. Dreiberg: Oh. Uh, yeah... yeah, those were great times, Rorschach. Great times. Whatever happened to them? Rorschach: [exiting] You quit.

Isn't it strange how life turns into melodrama?

Places don't stay where you left them. You go back there, anywhere, and even if it looks exactly how it did before, it's somewhere else.

Things have their forms not only in space, but also in time.