Quotes About Change

Since I wrote you last, the summer is past and gone, and autumn with the sere and yellow leaf is already upon us. I never knew the time to pass so swiftly, it seems to me, as the past summer. I really think some one must have oiled his chariot wheels, for I don't recollect of hearing him pass, and I am sure I should if something had not prevented his chariot wheels from creaking as usual.

Sometimes I feel that life is passing me by, not slowly either, but with ropes of steam and spark-spattered wheels and a hoarse roar of power or terror. It's passing, yet I'm the one who is doing all the moving. I'm not the station, I'm not the stop; I'm the train. I'm the train.

My world has no time except the seasons and the perspectives of youth and old age.

Time gives good advice. (El tiempo da buen consejo.)

minutes bloom hours flower seconds vine through the hands of time — days hustle weeks speed decades scatter in confetti'd years

Time more than flies. It tramples. It loots. It mugs.

Time is the only thief we can't get justice against.

Time strode with the swiftness of spring blossoms.

Every truth bends and reshapes itself or is reshaped by other forces.

Stories live in typewriters. Try a different typewriter — you may get a different story.

Think of the fierce energy concentrated in an acorn! You bury it in the ground, and it explodes into a giant oak. Bury a sheep, and nothing happens but decay.

He that has energy enough in his constitution to root out a vice, should go a little farther, and try to plant a virtue in its place; otherwise he will have his labour to renew...

You can't say that civilization don't advance, however, for in every war they kill you in a new way.

Climate... is what a locality has when you are buying a home there, and weather is what it has afterwards.

Long-range weather forecast: It's gonna get real hot, then it's gonna get real cold, then it's gonna get real hot again.

Caulfield: In the past, here's how you'd forecast the weather: pick up your phone; call someone west of you; have them open a window. In the present, you open a window on your phone. Frazz: In the future, no one goes outdoors.

The night was filled with insects and a hesitant breeze that seemed to change direction with each gust.

Wine is a turn-coat, first a friend, then an enemy.

Lord, give me coffee to change the things I can change, and wine to accept the things that I can't.

Wine and wealth change wise men's manners.

February thought on the human condition: Now is when we complain if the house isn't as warm as it was in the summer, when we complained about the heat.

Winter is a lean, scrappy fighter. Spring blossoms from the sweat of Winter's brow.

Not at home to callers Says the naked tree – Jacket due in April. Wishing you good day.

The last faded autumn leaflet hangs from a frozen branch, just a short fall from the tree to winter.