Quotes About Change

Go APE: Author a great book, Publish it quickly, and Entrepreneur your way to success. Self-publishing isn't easy, but it's fun and sometimes even lucrative. Plus, your book could change the world.

Want to change the world? Upset the status quo? This takes more than run-of-the-mill relationships. You need to make people dream the same dream that you do.

Dai Peters was due to retire at the end of the month.

Do not follow your present course. It is a dead end. The dead end of the perfect English gentleman.

Why couldn't we let each other alone? " she asked in a low voice. "We fell in love because we were so different. Then all we did was twist and pull at each other, trying to make changes that couldn't be made—""I know. Why should anyone do that? Why is it that we can't think of any higher destiny for the people we love than that they become just like ourselves?

That was something else I'd learned from Homer—sometimes, to get the things that were good in life, you had to make a blind leap.

This displacement between then and now created an ever-present sense of unease, like a low-frequency sound she couldn't hear clearly enough to identify, but that was disturbing nonetheless.

Hope springs eternal, even in politics.

Before, I was really passive, all I cared about was being in love with my boyfriend. I didn't have any creative power, nothing. I don't know that person any more.

Now I'm a wife and a mother of two. It's a really different role. I always referred to No Doubt as a marriage, because that's what it's like to be together for so long and go through what we've been through. I can't really have that relationship with them anymore.

Have I ever been as frightened as when I read that? Frightened of myself, I mean. Ashamed of how I worked. In my panic I started to reply. A letter amounting to, *Please don't cut me out.* I didn't send it. I felt afraid of my words, then, of that machine. I left Manchester soon afterwards. I moved out while Margaret was away; didn't stay to say goodbye as we'd planned. I just dropped the key in her letterbox and went. Befitting what I was.

Already I am no longer looked at with lechery or love. My daughters and sons have put me away with marbles and dolls, Are gone from the house. My husband and lovers are pleasant or somewhat polite And night is night.

I shall not sing a May song. A May song should be gay. I'll wait until November And sing a song of gray.

Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical disguise.

The presiding spirit of Welsh history has been the shape-shifter Gwydion the Magician, who always changed his shape and always stayed the same.

Beauty fades! I just turned 29, so I probably don't have that many good years left in me.

The most basic change necessary to our collective survival is underway: the last redefinition of humanity - gradually extending from family to tribe to nation to the human race.

life doesn't stand still, and sometimes it doesn't pay to look back, long ago isn't worth a wink!

Akkor változik meg a rendszer, amikor mások kezdenek el hazudni, mint akiket megszoktunk.

Furcsa – mondta, s minthogy az este folyamán el?ször szólalt meg, mindenki felkapta a fejét –, furcsa. Nemrég valaki azt mondta nekem: megyünk a középkorba, középkori harcmodorra kell hát áttérnünk. Most úgy érzem, van benne valami. Minden forradalmat és minden háborút kétszer kell elveszteni. A háborút most veszítjük el másodszor. Eddig csak az országot vesztettük el. Most már magunkat is.

Nem is a cári rendszert készült Lenin megdönteni, úgy gondolta, majd csak megd?l magától is, hanem a rendszerrel szembenálló többi er?t akarta megfojtani, mert bel?lük lesznek a vetélytársak. Az akarnoksága diadalához persze kellett a világháború, hogy az ország '17-re szellemileg és fizikailag tönkremenjen. Ami az országból megmaradt, azt az októberi puccs után módszeresen szétverték.

Elveszett a jöv?… Furcsa, mi? Ilyenkor fellázad a hús, de most nem fog… már az se lesz… Ez így fog rohadni szépen, fokozatosan, amíg nem születnek ifjak, és újrakezdik a forradalmat, ugyanolyan felemásan, hülyén, elvakultan, átgondolatlanul, félszegen, és majd belemennek a kompromisszumokba, mi mást is tehetnének… és megy tovább a tinglitangli…

További szerencse, bár természetes adottság, hogy ellenzékünknek nincs programja, célja mindössze annyi, mint mindig minden ellenzéknek: benyomni néhány emberét a kormányba.

Évekig rohangáltak az emberek – szólalt meg Szymanowski –, ki a halálból, be a halálba, egyik hitb?l a másikba, h?siesen, nagyszer?en, eszel?sen, bután, most aztán nincs hova rohanniuk, a rohanás mégis megmaradt valahol.