Quotes About Change

Time-out periods—sometimes as short as Jane's ten-hour drive, other times as long as Brenda's multiyear moratorium—help people make changes by providing a space for reflective observation.18 Stepping back makes room for insights we have been incubating but cannot yet articulate. It helps us see the coexistence—and incompatibility—of old and new.

that none of their existing contacts could help them reinvent themselves. That the networks we rely on in a stable job are rarely the ones that lead us to something new and different.

Biographers are not usually as explicit as philosophers such as Plato, Wittgenstein, Austin, or Moore on questions of the existence of an essential self, the extent to which a life can be lived according to a philosophical system, or the relation between acts and emotions. That is not their job – unless they are writing the Life of a philosopher. But biography is bound to reflect changing and conflicting concepts about

pronto se hizo obvio un desequilibrio: lo que él me podía enseñar (naturaleza de los instrumentos, procedimientos, análisis de balances, etc.) era finito, mientras que mi dominio era inagotable. Las reglas y las def. son fijas; las condiciones y nuestras reacciones a ellas cambian a cada hora. Cierto, A me había proporcionado capital. Pero al cabo de un año más o menos, yo ya se lo había devuelto con creces y podría, en teoría, haberme establecido por mi cuenta.

It was sad enough to see her father drift away, but it was crushing to find her respect for his intellectual worth vanish with him.

Walking around Wall Street during the weekend, one gets the impression that the world's affairs have been settled once and for all, that the age of work is finally over and that humanity has moved on to its next stage.

Illness strikes men when they are exposed to change.

Mens fortunes are on a wheel, which in its turning suffers not the same man to prosper for ever.

human prosperity never abides long in the same place

I wanted love to grow back, like the grass when it's mown down. To grow differently, if need be, like children's teeth, like hair, like fingernails. To spring up at will, wild and untended. The chill of the sheets made me shudder, and so did the warmth that followed when I lay down.

Now I was someone else. We knew each other in a way we no longer were and never would be again. Being a stranger is hard, but being a stranger when you're so impossibly close is unbearable.

And I'm different without you. You're the only one who thinks you're never different.

They have good streets here, but everything's so spread out. I am not used to asphalt, it makes my feet hurt, and my brain. I get as tired here in a day as I do back home in a year. That's not home, other people live there now, I wrote to Mother. Home is where you are now... And Mother wrote back to me: How would you know where home is? The place where Toni the clockmaker tends the graves, that's home.

Voor de controleurs van de heimat en de garandeerders van het wij-gevoel geldt maar één ding : het moet zijn zoals het altijd is geweest, opdat het zo blijft.

A gente sai para dar uma caminhada e o mundo se abre. E antes que a gente tenha conseguido esticar bem as pernas, mais uma vez ele se fecha. Daqui até ali é só um liga-e-desliga de uma lanterna, e chamam isso de vida. Nem vale a pena calçar os sapatos.

Windisch piensa: "el final está aquí". Desde que se propuso emigrar ve el final en todos los rincones del pueblo. Y el tiempo detenido para los que quieren quedarse.

The summer is cruel to its leaves, the fall to its colors, the winter to us.

Religions change; beer and wine remain.

Instead of a man of peace and love, I have become a man of violence and revenge.

One cannot turn back the clock but one can move it forward. (Gendo Ikari, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Ep. 22, 23:55)

I've tried to change, tried to make friends by being cheerful all the time. Seems to have failed. Can't force it, I guess. [...] The truth was, he was tired of maintaining a phony character and trying to adapt himself to other people day after day.

Night changed the streets. It dressed them in the mourning clothes named darkness, and applied the makeup called mystery.

When she lets go of me I feel that I don't need to offer to become a different person, it has happened already.

From the towns all Inns have been driven: from the villages most.... Change your hearts or you will lose your Inns and you will deserve to have lost them. But when you have lost your Inns drown your empty selves, for you will have lost the last of England.