Quotes About Change

Compromising with events time moves along.

People fall in and out of love all the time. I wonder how they manage it.

There was a hint in the air that the earth was hurrying on toward other weather; the lush midsummer moment outside of time was already over.

December tumbled like a dead leaf from the calendar.

What a wonderful song, she thought-everything was wonderful tonight, most of all this romantic scene in the den with their hands clinging and the inevitable looming charmingly close. The future vista of her life seemed an unending succession of scenes like this: under moonlight and pale starlight, and in the backs of warm limousines and in low cosy roadsters stopped under sheltering trees-only the boy might change, and this one was so nice.

I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.

The transition from libertine to prig was so complete.

There are no second acts in American lives.

You're very polite, but I belong to another generation

Life is progressive, no matter what our intentions.

Tom, I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in love and growing domestic.

Want any of this stuff? Jordan?... Nick? I didn't answer. Nick? he asked again. What? Want any? No... I just remembered that today's my birthday. I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade.

Life begins again when it gets crisp in the fall.

I was looking at it again, through Daisy's eyes. It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.

Now you've a clean start... you've brushed three or four ornaments down, and in a fit of pique knocked off the rest of them. The thing now is to collect some new ones, and the farther you look ahead in the collecting, the better, but remember, do the next thing.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

I think one thing today and another tomorrow. That is really all that's the matter with me, except a crazy defiance and a lack of proportion.

there's no beauty without poignancy and there's no poignancy without the feeling that it's going, men, names, books, houses--bound for dust--mortal-- a small boy appeared beside them and, swinging a handful of banana peels, flung them valiantly in the direction of the potomac.

Bao gi? mà ch?ng th?y bu?n khi nhìn l?i nh?ng gì mình Ä'ã quá quen thuá»™c b?ng má»™t con m?t khác.

All the bright precious things fade so fast.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

It was astonishing to think that life had once been the sum of her current love-affairs. It was now the sum of her current problems.

It was the hour of a profound human change, and excitement was generating on the air.

You can't repeat the past.