Quotes About Change

a boat, even a wrecked and wretched boat still has all the possibilities of moving

My hand is very tired but I want to go on writing. I keep resting and thinking. All day I have been two people - the me imprisoned in yesterday and the me out here on the mound; and now there is a third me trying to get in - the me in what is going to happen next.

She will want things to stay just as they are. She will never have the fun of hoping something wonderful and exiting may be just around the corner.

Did you think of anything when Miss Marcy said Scoatney Hall was being re-opened? I thought of the beginning of Pride and Prejudice – where Mrs. Bennet says 'Netherfield Park is let a last.' And then Mr. Bennet goes over to call on the rich new owner.

The vague expression was gone from his eyes - I had a feeling it was gone forever.

What I'd really hate would be the settled feeling, with nothing but happiness to look forward to.

They said this flat was converted but I think its still heathen

How queer to think that the old lady in the black military cloak was the Miss Milly who went to the dancing class! It makes me wonder what I shall be like when I am old.

How indescribable the scent of autumn flowers was– barely a scent at all, really; just a faint, strange smell, pleasant but sad. Could a smell be sad or was it just the association with the dying summer?

And then, as I watched the sheep peacefully nibbling the grass, it came to me that Hyde Park has never belonged to any London – that it has always been, in spirit, a stretch of the countryside; and that it thus links the Londons of all periods together most magically – by remaining for ever unchanged at the heart of the ever-changing town.

The caravans bark but the dogs move on.

It has been said that once the mind has been expanded by an idea or concept, it can never return to its original way of thinking.

The ones who are prepared to see these changes and not crumble in fear will be the pillars on which others will lean when nothing makes sense to them. It doesn't mean you will provide the truth to them, it just means you are not falling down like they are.

No perfection... more experience. As soon as you reach perfection it is not perfect anymore because you want to try something different.

I was but something changed. It was Rian and her bullshit." Neveah stood up and rubbed her steadily growing belly. "Or Jigga and his big ass imprint. You

What good is knowledge if it just floats in the air? It goes from computer to computer. It changes and grows every second of every day. But nobody actually knows anything.

These are the days after. Everything now is measured by after.

I used to think it was possible for an artist to alter the inner life of the culture. Now bomb-makers and gunmen have taken that territory.

We need time to lose interest in things.

It is all falling indelibly into the past.

I was always younger than anyone around me. One day it began to change.

Every advance in knowledge and technique is matched by a new kind of death, a new strain. Death adapts, like a viral agent.

You have to break through the structure of your own stonework habit just to make yourself listen.

Freud is finished, Einstein's next.