Quotes About Change

Sooner or later, given enough whiskey, hard work, and women, he'd have been able to put Emma Chalmers out of his mind. Now everything had changed. He couldn't leave her to that fool of a hypocrite she planned to marry; if he did, the blue fire in her eyes would falter and die one day in the not too distant future. Outside

So," he said, putting an arm around her shoulders and escorting her toward his small wooden house, "you've finally come to your senses and decided to settle down and make a real life for yourself. The major seems like a fine man to me." Lily wondered if Rupert had overlooked the fact that she and Caleb hated each other. "He's a pompous, overbearing, bullying ass," she replied. Rupert grinned. "Just what you need," he retorted. As

How can dreams be secondhand? Lissie asked, sounding both skeptical and intrigued. Addie flipped on the headlights, watched the snowflakes dancing in the beams. Sometimes people give up on them, because they don't fit anymore. Or they just leave them behind, for one reason or another. Then someone else comes along, finds them, and believes they might be worth something after all.

The epic, apocalyptically good lovemaking that had rocked Zane to the foundations of his being, altered his worldview—hell, his view of this and any other universe that might be out there—had turned him, essentially, from one man into another.

Insanity, the saying went, was doing the same thing over and over again and expecting to get different results.

that she must leave the convent to teach seven children (The Sound of Music) or that he's given a chance to fight the champion (Rocky). Although this type of catalyst isn't as forceful as an event, in relationship-based stories it might be very appropriate.

Fire and falling water. Always the same, yet always changing.

Emperors came and went while bureaucracy continued, as rampant as mould.

A man of fifty-six, who has been all his life accustomed to his own room and a clean bed, does not find it very easy to sleep on the floor on a pile of dirty straw. He simply cannot master the technique of the thing.

It is no less astonishing how many subjects—historical, philological, biological, sociological, economic—people regard as politics

Dac? nu mori tân?r, uneori trebuie s? te contrazici.

It is nevertheless my considered opinion that an experience often changes in physiognomy according to the capacity a person has for experiencing.

And however often circumstances over which I had no control compelled me to forsake abodes that I had furnished with so much solicitude, I never learned my lesson.

I always thought it was a question of achieving some permanent state of tranquillity ... but it's not. It's more like learning to surf. The waves keep rolling in, each different from the last, and you have to ride them, instead of getting pounded to bits.

wants to redeem, restore, and change your identity so that there is no incident, season, or name from your past left to define you.

The whole course of human history may depend on a change of heart in one solitary and even humble individual.… For it is in the solitary mind and soul of the individual that the battle between good and evil is waged and ultimately won or lost. —M. SCOTT PECK Women

Whenever truth is revealed, it begs a decision of us. Do we embrace it and change, or do we turn toward the comfort of a less-confrontational lie? Only truth stops the progression of a lie.

But then I grew up, experienced some life, and I understood that when you merely switch from being a prisoner to being a guard, no one is freed, not even yourself.

It's not the flying that's the hard part; it's the landing.

Funny how you can fear change, even when already surrounded by the worst of the worst.

I know you have a past, but personally, I'm vested in our future.

And how many episodes of being "not yourself" do you get before people figure out this is who you really are? I

You don't become a teacher without having some level of optimism. And you don't stay in the field if you don't believe that everyone, from bitter teens to burnt-out administrators, can change. I

Shit, I'm being played like a fucking violin! Rainie blinked. Since when did you take up swearing? Yesterday. I'm finding it highly addictive. Like nicotine. You're smoking , too? No, but I haven't lost my deep and abiding love for metaphors.