Quotes About Change

When she sees him, Holly says, it's like the sunsets at the beach--once the sun drops, the sand chills quickly. Then it's like a lot of times that were good ten minutes ago and don't count now.

When the beer is gone, so are they -- flexing their cars on up the boulevard.

I remember thinking: There will never come a time when I will not be thinking of this. And I was right. And I was wrong

We keep wanting people to be different.

She traveled the world, and turned into the person she could be in other places with people she would never see again.

Mi immaginavo noi due che cuocevamo le mele per Natale, quegli stupidi quadretti romantici alla Currier e Ives... pensavo per tutto il tempo: A volte quello che abbiamo passa per amore, quando invece avrei dovuto pensare: L'amore passa.

Death demands its own designated punctuation mark. Maybe: ______ died/ It is a dividing line / everything on this side is different.

As kids, our stock answer to most every question was nothing. What did you do at school today? Nothing. What's new? Nothing. Then, somewhere on the way to adulthood, we each took a 180-degree turn. We cashed in our nothing for busy.

As kids, our stock answer to most every question was nothing. What did you do at school today? Nothing. What's new? Nothing. Then, somewhere on the way to adulthood, we each took a 180-degree turn. We cashed in our nothing for busy .

Time is the wave upon the shore. It takes some things away, but it brings other things.

Words and magic are two powerful forces that can change the world.

How is destruction beautiful? He asked in a challenging tone. You may think that a broken egg is ugly and messy, she answered, but the cake it goes into is beautiful and won't hold together without it. Eggs don't get blown up. They get broken. You've never seen me bake, she replied with a smirk.

That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love - that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost? Maybe you lost more maybe less, then thousand different things that come from your memory or imagination - and you do not know which is which, which was true, which is false.

And now I have to stop. Because every time I remember this, I have to cry a little by myself. I don't know why something that made me so happy then feels so sad now. Maybe that is the way it is with the best memories.

When you already believe something, how can you suddenly stop? When you are a loyal friend, how can you no longer be one?

Her education only made her unhappy thinking about it - that no matter how much she changed her life, she could not change the world that surrounded her.

Yesterday my daughter said to me, 'My marriage is falling apart.' And now all she can do is watch it falling.

You should think about your character. Know where you are changing, how you will be changed, what cannot be changed back again.

When I returned home that day, I saw my life as if I already knew the happy ending of a story. I looked around the house and thought, soon I will no longer have to see these walls and all the unhappiness they keep inside.

Forever did not mean what it once had. Forever was what changed inevitably over time.

What is true about a person? Would I change in the same way the river changes color but still be the same person?... And then I realized it was the first time I could see the power of the wind. I couldn't see the wind itself, but I could see it carried water that filled the rivers and shaped the countryside.

The life we receive is not always what we choose.

All of us are like stairs, one step after another, going up and down, but all going the same way.

I worried that Harold would someday get a new prescription for his glasses and he'd put them on one morning, look me up and down, and say, Why, gosh, you aren't the girl I thought you were, are you?