Quotes About Change

Today is a fantasy for tomorrow has gone and yesterday is here!

Reo Malone - "You can't put the genie back in the bottle.

Our heavenly Father never takes anything from his children unless he means to give them something better.

If our founding fathers were alive today, they'd roll over in their graves.

The path of progress is seldom smooth. New things are often found hard to do. Our fathers found them so. We find them so. But are we not made better for the effort and scarifice?

A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.

I get out, I get out of all your boxes. I get out, you can't hold me in these chains. I'll get out. Father free me from this bondage. Knowin' my condition is the reason I must change

IN April 1882 my father died; and I was at once whirled out of my land of dreams into a very different sphere.

I'm a simple village girl who has always obeyed the orders of my father and brothers. Since forever, I have learned to say yes to everything. Today I have decided to say no.

My father helped me leave. He said, 'It's all out there, it's not here.'

Slumber not in the tents of your fathers. The world is advancing.

I once said to my father, when I was a boy, 'Dad we need a third political party.' He said to me, 'I'll settle for a second.'

We don't just change our minds, we change the way we see things. That's one reason I'm a better grandfather than I was a father.

We should not be surprised that the Founding Fathers didn't foresee everything, when we see that the current Fathers hardly ever foresee anything.

I'm a Progressive. Much in the same way our founding fathers - who, oddly enough, wouldn't get elected today - were Progressives.

Middle Age At forty-five, What next, what next? At every corner, I meet my Father, My age, still alive.

I was married at 16, a father at 17 and divorced at 18.

My father used to run auctions. He's now a singer in the Canary Islands.

If the devil take a less hateful shape to us than to our fathers, he is as busy with us as with them.

I realize that when I moved out of my father's house I shocked and frightened him because I needed a room of my own, a space of my own to reinvent myself.

When I was young, my father was lord Of a small kingdom: a wife, a garden, Kids for whom his word was Word. It took years for my view to harden, To shrink him to human size.

A moment might be a thousand different things.

It was the first rent in the holy image of my father, it was the first fissure in the columns that had upheld my childhood, which every individual must destroy before he can become himself.

The modern minds in each generation are the critics who preserve us from a petrifying world, who will not leave us to walk undisturbed in the ways of our fathers.