Quotes About Change

If the present situation should continue much longer, the very word 'socialism' will turn into a curse, as did the slogan of 'equality' for forty years after the rule of the Jacobins. —letter to Lenin, March 1920

Souls never die, but always on quitting one abode pass to another. All things change, nothing perishes. The soul passes hither and thither, occupying now this body, now that . . . As a wax is stamped with certain figures, then melted, then stamped anew with others, yet it is always the same wax. So, the Soul being always the same, yet wears at different times different forms.

1. Life is change. Growth is optional. Choose wisely. 2. Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless. 3. As one person I cannot change the world, but I can change the world of one person. 4. The greatest revenge is to accomplish what others say you cannot do.

Lao Tzu said, "In Tao, you should reduce something every day.

Benjamin Franklin was certain of two things: death and taxes. Taoists are simpler. We are certain of only one thing: change, in all dimensions.

Mientras pensamos en el presente, se está convirtiendo en pasado.

Justice was like coloured balls in a magician's hand, changing colour and shape all the time beneath the light of politics.

407Justice was like coloured balls in a magician's hand, changing colour and shape all the time beneath the light of politics.

Si le damos la vuelta al nido ni un solo huevo quedará intacto, aunque puede que las grietas no sean visibles.

It's like looking through a time machine at ourselves thirty years ago. While the hair is smaller, the hunger is still outsized. Hunger is what gets anything done. Stay hungry, ladies, we think.

Life is a wheel. The way we end up where we begin. From here everything rises—the worn path, the moon with its long bright ears. Imagine water traveling back up into the sky, the sound of it climbing like a question. Who would we be if we had stayed?

you possess the innate power to create transformation and change—personally, communally, and globally. Bring forth your Het-Hru warrior queen skills and you will be victorious in remaking yourself into a divine vision. Now is your time—the time to reclaim your self and unleash your power as a Sacred Woman.

The children despise their parents until the age of 40, when they suddenly become just like them-thus preserving the system.

For an introvert his environment is himself and can never be subject to startling or unforeseen change.

By the time the last Americans had vanished into thin Englishmen I was nearly forty.

All this at the last I dimly saw, but an autobiography is an obituary in serial form with the last instalment missing. We think we write definitely of those parts of our nature that are dead and therefore beyond change, but that which writes is still changing - still in doubt.

As my friends became older, many of them married and moved out of Soho into the suburbs where their failure would be less apparent.

Sooner or later the time comes for almost everybody when, although he has sworn to himself he will never utter such sentiments, he declares that the country is going to the dogs, that life has become louder, public manners cruder, and art totally incomprehensible. When, he asks himself, will it all end?

In an expanding universe, time is on the side of the outcast. Those who once inhabited the suburbs of human contempt find that without changing their address they eventually live in the metropolis.

It's no good running a pig farm badly for 30 years while saying, 'Really, I was meant to be a ballet dancer.' By then, pigs will be your style.

These Anti-Establishment Auteurs were as sorry to see the old studio system go busy as the French Revolutionaries were to see Marie Antoinette vacate Versailles

Vos larmes sont douces et me touchent. Je vous abandonne parce que je ne songe plus à vos seins dans mes rêves. J'ai vu d'autres visages. Nos cœurs sont des affamés. Notre esprit ne connaît pas le repos. La vie est belle à proportion qu'elle est féroce, comme nos proies.

Our minds are like our stomaches they are whetted by the change of their food, and variety supplies both with fresh appetite.

Nature herself has never attempted to effect great changes rapidly.