Quotes About Change

Sometimes a person has to visit where he came from to find out where he's going," he said. "Life never stays the same—as much as we love today, tomorrow's coming fast.

and that laugh was my signal that it was all about to change.

Nothing is solid; nothing is black and white. Love is fluid, and so is peace, without shape or edges, fresh water flowing from the river's mouth into the sea.

It still had electricity and running water, the stove worked, the coffee maker could still brew, the refrigerator kept food cold. But the house had become a phantom. It was no longer living and breathing, surrounding the family and making them feel safe. It wafted along, an untethered spirit, drained of everything it once had been.

None of us ever think our lives would be our lives," Scotty said.

What had happened to the girl from Bard? That strong, funny, sexy, smart, sure-of-herself person named Nicola? How could someone so dynamic have turned into a mouse? She was positive that if she ever met her old self, she'd be scared of her. But

A Gift from the Sea: "When you love someone, you don't love them the same way all the time…

And now everyone's afraid of everyone else. A child with diarrhea is abandoned. A grandmother who vomits is left to die. The People are losing touch with their old ways. Fear is driving them from the traditions that have made them strong.

The thing about settling down that freaks me out is that you're being honest, You're saying, this is me. This is what I can do. This is it.

Whereas while you're travelling, nobody really knows. While you're travelling you still have the potential to do anything, be anything. It's only when you stop and actually try to do those things that you discover your own capabilities, I guess.

I used to think that once you really knew a thing, its truth would shine on forever. Now it's pretty obvious to me that more often than not the batteries fade, and sometimes what you knew even goes out with a bang when you try and call on it, just like a light bulb cracking off when you throw the switch.

Everyday Lucybelle looked for a hairline fracture, a place in the social fabric of not just SIPRE, but Chicago, the whole country, where truth might collect like rain, freeze, and force open the gap. This was the story she wanted to tell, the novel she wanted to write, but first she had to find the chink.

When I left Queen's my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.

I'm not a bit changed--not really. I'm only just pruned down and branched out. The real ME--back here--is just the same.

They keep coming up new all the time - things to perplex you, you know. You settle one question and there's another right after. There are so many things to be thought over and decided when you're beginning to grow up. It keeps me busy all the time thinking them over and deciding what's right. It's a serious thing to grow up, isn't it, Marilla?

It is never quite safe to think we have done with life. When we imagine we have finished our story fate has a trick of turning the page and showing us yet another chapter.

How sadly things had changed since she had sat there the night after coming home! Then she had been full of hope and joy and the future had looked rosy with promise. Anne felt as if she had lived years since then, but before she went to bed there was a smile on her lips and peace in her heart. She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend--as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.

My future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road... Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.

I'm not a bit changed--not really. I'm only just pruned down and branched out. The real ME--back here--is just the same. It won't make a bit of difference where I go or how much I change outwardly; at heart I shall always be your little Anne, who will love you and Matthew and dear Green Gables more and better every day of her life.

Well, said Marilla, unable to find an excuse for deffering her explanation longer, I suppose I might as well tell you. Matthew and I have decided to keep you- that is, if you try to be a good little girl and show yourself grateful. Why, child whatever is the matter? I'm crying, said Anne in a tone of bewilderment. I can't think why. I'm as glad as can be.

Springs themselves are always so new, too. No spring is ever just like any other spring. It always has something of its own peculiar sweetness.

There is a bend in the road. I don't know what lies around that bend, but I hope for the best.

But the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop and that hurts

It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it