Quotes About Change

To achieve something that you have never achieved before, you must become someone that you have never been before.

You must give yourself love and open yourself to the possibilities of life. Whatever your dream, know that is possible to change your life and go after it. March Aurelius said, "The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.

What could you do to make a difference in the world?

Each difference in a relationship represents an opportunity for the participants to grow and stretch.

Lord, when we are wrong, make us willing to change. And when we are right, make us easy to live with. Peter Marshall

It's like you've been in a terrible accident and had your arm amputated," she told him. "After a while, the pain goes away, and eventually you even learn to get along without your arm. Some days you're sad that you're missing your arm, and some days you're angry about it, and some days you're okay. But, no matter what, no matter how long it's been, you never stop missing your arm.

You know that feeling. When you like a boy but then he starts to like you and you stop liking him.

Life is all about change. We cling to what we know and what we have, and then we lose it, and then we regret not having it and try to replace it by finding and changing to something else.

As Tara walked down the corner past the vacant lot that once was the unofficial refuge for kids on the street in Halifax, she realized just how far they had both travelled from that dark end of the street, just how far they had travelled from the front steps of Hell's Hotel.

Once fallen, the blossom doesn't return to the branch

A dream of springtide When the streets Are scattering Cherry blossoms. Tidings of autumn When the streets Are lined with lighted lanterns On both sides. Koji Ochi (seventeenth-century poet), inscribed on the Great Gate of

The boy who had survived by blending into the background had to accept that he would now be thrust into the foreground, into the unrelenting eye of the world.

The strict mother she & her brother had grown up with was body-snatched. "...Who are you? What did you do with my mother?

Becoming a gran exhilarated me with a new purpose. The change was so big & granular & unexpected, I wanted to understand it. .,.. Does it happen this way to all grandmothers?

It's never too late to have the best day of your life.

This is another new territory for grand-mothers. We find ourselves having to share the new center of our life with basically strangers. The sharing part can be difficult.

It sounds good," he said. "It's the caterpillar's spats!

I want to understand about change--I don't just want to be at the mercy of it. I feel like I'm waking up inside. I want to know about history. I have all this new information about people like me down through the ages, but I don't know anything about the ages.

I'm not saying we'll live to see some sort of paradise. But just fighting for change makes you stronger. Not hoping for anything will kill you for sure.

As she climbed down from the stage, I thought: This is what courage is. It's not just living through the nightmare, it's doing something with it afterward. It's being brave enough to talk about it to other people. It's trying to organize to change things.

History, in the hands of those who have the most to gain from change, is a formidable weapon. That's why colonizers and imperialists always burned and destroyed the historical accounts of those they conquered. They revise history to parrot one message over and over again, "the way things are now is the way they've always been". The meaning is clear and demoralizing: Don't even think about fighting for change.

Everyone was glaring at them. The pressure just popped those two women out the door like corks. I wanted to run out after them and beg them to take me with them. And all the while I was thinking, Oh shit, that's gonna be me." Angie shook her head. "It's tough when you see it coming, ain't it?" "Yeah," I said, "it's like driving on a single-lane highway and seeing an eighteen-wheeler heading right for you.

Until we weren't.

Back then I'd told her, over and over, not to judge people by the way they looked. Or where they lived. Or by their horse or their buggy or their barn. But those days when I held such influence were long gone.