Quotes About Change

Stop acting like you know me," Isabel said. "Well, you for sure do not know me. I'm not the person I used to be," Johnny said. "We're always the people we used to be," Isabel said.

How love could change a person, how it could cause you the greatest sorrow or shelter you from harm.

And then I realized what love did. It changed your whole world. Even when you didn't want it to.

let us be among those who hope that the future will be less cruel than the past.

One word is spoken aloud and the world changes.

It was best to step into the future while it was still waiting for you.

She had the distinct impression that something was beginning and something was ending; there were just so many days like this left to them. Before they knew it, time would speed up and the future would appear on a street corner or in a park, and there they'd be, grown women who'd forgotten how long a summer could last.

And yet, how much damage could one small book do? How powerful could it be? That was when Sally began to run, because she knew the answer. Words were everything, stories were more powerful than any weapon, books changed lives.

All I wanted was to be somebody else. Was that asking too much? Was that asking for everything?

When you chain something up, you turn him into something he shouldn't be.

Time goes faster than you think.

Before they knew it, time would speed up and the future would appear on a street corner or in a park, and there they'd be, grown women who'd forgotten how long a summer could last.

Nothing would ever be the same, but Hannah had taught her that there were times, rare as they were, when what was done could be undone.

What if I don't wish to be what I am?" "Then you will face a life of unhappiness

It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.

But now he had been forced to learn many skills; how to fix a roof, how to cook, how to steal, how to say goodbye.

He could not make conversations with strangers, and yet conversations with strangers were perhaps the first thing required of him in his new life.

Mary lifted her own steno book. Only about six pages old, it still had its cool, slim heft and straight cardboard covers. By the end of the month, its pages would be bloated with the pencil strokes of her shorthand, its back would be cracked and its edges softened. And then she would begin another. The march of time. Pauline's eyes

It would be a different Church if I were running it." And so lifted the burden of that terrible morning with some laughter.

Like exiles, their delight was not in where they now found themselves but in whatever they could remember about the place, and the time, they had abandoned.

They placed the blankets and the pillow and the toys into the trunk, depositing as they did a residue of sand that would be there throughout the winter. Standing

Her husband closed the door on her, gently, with both hands, as if he were covering her with a blanket. He crossed in front of the car, his hair on end and the pale scalp at the back of his head exposed. He now looked every bit his age, she thought. As he grew older, it seemed to her that she was not losing sight of his younger self but coming to recognize instead another man altogether, one she was just beginning to find familiar. He

John Keane pressed his chest to the steering wheel as he put the key in the ignition, taking a deep breath as he did, hoping the change of movement would ease the growing pain. The

The windshield wipers were like a new beat in the day's rhythm. Mary