Quotes About Change

The future is always a wholeness, a sameness. We're all tall and happy there,' she said. 'This is why the future fails. It always fails. It can never be the cruel happy place we want to make it.

Ask yourself this question. Do we have to be humans forever? Consciousness is exhausted. Back now to inorganic matter. This is what we want. We want to be stones in a field.

In committing a work to memory we make it safe from decay. It stands untouched. Children memorize parts of stories their parents tell them. They want the same story again and again. Don't change a word or they get terribly upset. This is the unchanged narrative every culture needs in order to survive.

People weren't saying Oh wow anymore. They were saying No way instead and she wondered if there was something she might learn from this.

America can be saved only by what it's trying to destroy.

Some people don't believe in God but they color eggs at Easter just to change the pattern of their days.

It is the violent act that makes history and changes everything that came before.

If serious reading dwindles to near nothingness, it will probably mean that the thing we're talking about when we use the word identity has reached an end.

Everyone who does not live in Berlin lives in Brooklyn now.

That's great. Tell me about it. I hate my life. I'm at the point where I want to hear about other people's lives. it's like switching from fiction to biography. The beginning of the end.

The falling away of things we carry around with us, twilight and chimney smoke.

We still want what we want. We want a haircut.

The game doesn't change the way you sleep or wash your face or chew your food. It changes nothing but your life.

Maybe that was the answer I needed, the one route back. So simple. To decide to love the age.

Shoes are like people. They adjust to situations.

The nice thing about life is that it's filled with second chances. Quoting Bill.

The mountains here contained a sense of time, geologic time. They lay in embryo, a process unfolding, or a shriveled dying perhaps. They had the look of naked events.

It's like World War III. Everything is white. They'll take our bright colors away and use them in the war effort.

At first it was only a nuisance. Now it's a nuisance that threatens to become a way of life.

Maybe there is no death as we know it. Just documents changing hands.

Rain turned to sleet, sleet to snow.

To have true socialism, he said, we first establish capitalism, totally and heartlessly, and then destroy it by degrees, bury it in the sea.

Transient pleasures, drastic measures.

When the Old God leaves the world, what happens to all the unexpended faith?