Quotes About Change

The ever-whirling wheelOf Change; the which all mortal things doth sway.

But times do change and move continually.

For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

The human imagination has already come to conceive the possibility of recreating human society.

Capitalism has run its course, and we shall have to look for other ideals than the ones that capitalism has encouraged.

phase, before the restoration of epaulettes. And in Grant there was a genuine diffidence.

Es posible que tenga algo que ver con el trópico, aquí todo madura y se descompone con facilidad. Nada persiste.

The past is an unsolved mystery and the truth a moving target.

If American politics are too dirty for women to take part in, there's something wrong with American politics.

Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.

Living in the past is a dull and lonely business looking back strains the neck muscles, causes you to bump into people not going your way.

Some day the marriageable age for women will be advanced from twenty to thirty, and the old maid line will be changed from thirty to forty. When that time comes there will be surprisingly few divorces. The husband of whom we dream at twenty is not at all the type of man who attracts us at thirty.

Things used to be plain and simple; you did a thing and you knew how it would turn out. But not now. The world was changing.

That's it! We belong to the nineteen hundreds, Vaughan, and Dike and Lina and even Madam, old as she is. But Mike and Reggie and kids like that, why, they're demi-siècle, they're half century, they belong to the two thousands. It scares you, it sounds so far away—but not to them. They'll have the job of fixing up all our mistakes, the demi-siècle boys and girls will. We're tail end of an era.

My mother died when I was 18. Up until then, I never saw a tin can in my house. (Washington Post interview, 1990)

We all leave one another. We die, we change - it's mostly change - we outgrow our best friends; but even if I do leave you, I will have passed on to you something of myself; you will be a different person because of knowing me; it's inescapable...

Love . . . is like nature, but in reverse; first it fruits, then it flowers, then it seems to wither, then it goes deep, deep down into its burrow, where no one sees it, where it is lost from sight, and ultimately people die with that secret buried inside their souls.

In our village back home, marriages were always between people who had known each other their whole lives. And all the boys I had known were dead. So I thought I would never get married. I thought I could never marry someone I hadn't known from when I was a child.

Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean.

I only know that summer sang in meA little while, that in me sings no more.

It's not love's going hurts my days But that it went in little ways.

Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife The years from off your life, my friend! The years that death takes off my life, He'll take from off the other end!

I will come back to you, I swear I will; And you will know me still. I shall be only a little taller Than when I went.

Night falls fast. Today is in the past.