Quotes About Change

Once I built a railroad, now it's done.Brother, can you spare a dime?

You're not alone. You're never alone. Use creativity to change what world you're in at this moment.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.

History is movement; and movement implies comparison.

the whole story of art is not a story of progress in technical proficiency, but a story of changing ideas and requirements.

It was evident to him that the world composed and recomposed itself constantly in an endless process of dissatisfaction.

They looked at one another for a moment before beginning new lives. "What an ending," he sobbed, "What an ending.

she had the cruelty of youth.

Don't go fighting against the Spring.

I was yours once 'till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now - I can't hang about whining forever - and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness?

though nothing is damaged, everything is changed.

A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which Society would register the quick motions of man.

When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.

The advance of regret can be so gradual that it is impossible to say "yesterday I was happy, today I am not.

Nothing's the same for anyone. That's why life's this Hell, if you do a thing you're damned, and if you don't you're damned . . . .

We move between two darknesses.

When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else.

It is impossible to foretell the future with any degree of accuracy, that it is impossible to rehearse life. A fault in the scenery, a face in the audience, an interruption of the audience on to the stage, and all our carefully planned gesture mean nothing, or mean too much.

If Miss Honeychurch ever takes to live as she plays, it will be very exciting--both for us and for her.

He had known so much about her once -what she thought, how she felt, the reasons for her actions. And now he only knew that he loved her, and all the other knowledge seemed passing from him just as he needed it most.

And of course she had studied the civilization that had immediately preceded her own - the civilization that had mistaken the functions of the system, and had used it for bringing people to things, instead of for bringing things to people. Those funny old days, when men went for change of air instead of changing the air in their rooms!

They travelled for thirteen hours down-hill, whilst the streams broadened and the mountains shrank, and the vegetation changed, and the people ceased being ugly and drinking beer, and began instead to drink wine and to be beautiful.

One touch of regret- not the canny substitute but the true regret from the heart- would have made him a different man, and the British Empire a different institution.

And in time there will come a generation that has got beyond facts, beyond impressions, a generation absolutely colourless, a generation seraphically free from taint of personality, which will see the French Revolution not as it happened, nor as they would like it to have happened, but as it would have happened, had it taken place in the days of the Machine.