Quotes About Change

To become a new being. To bifurcate. The drama that underlies America's story, the high drama that is upping and leaving-and the energy and cruelty that rapturous drive demands." —p. 342

I left the front stoop on Leslie Street, ate of the fruit of the tree of fiction, and nothing, neither reality nor myself, has been the same since.

Now that he was no longer grounded in his hate, we were going to talk about women.

I'll be curious to see how we all come out someday. It could be an interesting story. You're not so nice and polite in your fiction, he said. You're a different person.

Tu pleci, in timp ce altii, nu prea multi, raman pe loc, continuand sa faca ceea ce au facut dintotdeauna, iar cand te intorci, te minunezi ca-i vezi tot acolo si pe moment te simti usurat fiindca exista cineva care-si petrece intreaga viata in acelasi locsor, neavand deloc chef sa plece.

Our homeland was America. Then the Republicans nominated Lindbergh and everything changed.

Emotions, when they're revved up, don't change, they're the same, fresh and raw. Everything passes? Nothing passes. The same emotions are here!

What was astonishing to him was how people seemed to run out of their own being, run out of whatever the stuff was that made them who they were and, drained of themselves, turn into the sort of people they would once have felt sorry for.

I am a breast. A Phenomenon that has been vastly described to me as a massive hormonal influx, a endocrinopathic catastrophe and/or a hermaphroditic explosion of chromosomes took place within my body between midnight and 4 A.M. on February 18, 1971, and converted me into a mammary gland disconnected from any human form.

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she was fifty-five and seared with hot flashes, and her daughter's was now the female form exuding the magnetic currents.

Niente dura, e nondimeno niente passa. E niente passa proprio perché niente dura.

Never before—the great refrain of 1942.

Todo el tiempo que estuvimos separados yo estuve pensando en ella, pero un día me dijo: 'Mis sentimientos han cambiado, qué puedo hacer, ya no aguanto a Bruce'. Como si fueran sus sentimientos los que la controlaran a ella y no al revés. Como si sus sentimientos estuvieran fuera de ella y no bajo su control, como un autobús que uno tiene que esperar.

Your average deformity sufferer has a love-hate thing with mirrors: you need to see how things are progressing, but you also hate it that they're progressing.

This was, keep in mind, the tail end of the era of the mainframe computers, tape- and card-based data storage, & c., which now seems almost Flinstonianly remote.

A song of tough love for a generation whose eyes have moved fish-like to the sides of its head, forward vision usurped by a numb need to survive the now, side-placed eyes scanning for any garde of which to be avant .

My feelings just started to change. It wasn't all him. It took time, but after time passed I felt something was missing, and I'm selfish, I can only feel like I'm giving more than I'm getting for so long, then things change.

I guess… it was just a shocking event. We're not used to someone like him being President." Here, the student reveals an availability bias in which we expect future outcomes to look like what has gone before.

Democracy is a work in progress. So is democracy's undoing.

Perhaps the very darkness of the Trump experience can summon the nation to its senses and jolt Americans to a new politics of commonality, a new politics in which the Trump experience is remembered as the end of something bad, and not the beginning of something worse.

You're right," I said. "It's not up there with Neil Diamond at the Mid-Hudson Civic Center. I can't believe this is my life." "Then you need to do something about it," he said. "So you don't think that if I whine loud enough, God will hear me?" "It hasn't worked so far." "I'm going to pretend you didn't say that," I said.

Men don't change. They just learn to disguise the lack of change.

Once I was a lamb, playing in a green field. Then the wolves came. Now I am an eagle and I fly in a different universe.