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Quotes About Change

soon the day would cleave in two, forever creating the before and after of my life, and it would happen in one swift act that I could no more alter than the color of my eyes.
~ Mary E. Pearson
He was a habit in my thoughts, not any more welcome than a rash, but I'd find myself thinking of him before I even realized what I was doing. Banishing him from my thoughts was like learning to breathe in a new way. it was a conscious effort.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I suppose you're right about some perspectives. Just a few weeks ago, I thought you were a dickhead.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I was becoming stronger in some ways but weaker in others.
~ Mary E. Pearson
He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I picked the Scholar's or the Chancellor's doors or—especially fun for me—the Timekeeper's, resetting his clock and timepieces? That had especially angered my father, but I'd only done it hoping it would create an extra hour in his day for me.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Everything had changed between us the day she held my slingshot and I placed my arms around her. It frightened me, this change, the way it made me feel and even think differently, but every day since then, as I rode to the valley, all I could think of was holding her again, kissing her, listening to her, watching her laugh. Just
~ Mary E. Pearson
The world has changed. It's gotten better. It's gotten worse. After all these years, Jenna's words still echo is my head, 'just as one problem is solved, a new one is created.' The work never ends. If there's one thing you can always count on in this world, it is change. I don't fear it the way I used to. I try to be read for it. One day, maybe, all the changes will be only for the good. I can dare to dream. I can always hope for more.
~ Mary E. Pearson
and I wondered at the way we all change, all the outside forces that press and mold and push us into people and things we hadn't planned to be.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I wondered at the way we all change, all the outside forces that press and mold and push us into people and things we hadn't planned to be. Maybe it happened so gradually that by the time we noticed, it was too late to be anything else.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I looked at her, unsure how to answer. Even after everything Mikael had done, every day I had to let go again. He was a habit in my thoughts, not any more welcome than a rash, but I'd find myself thinking of him before I even realized what I was doing. Banishing him from my thoughts was like learning to breathe in a new way. It was a conscious effort.
~ Mary E. Pearson
If we spend too much time reliving the past, it gets us nowhere,
~ Mary E. Pearson
If I had been shipped off to Dalbreck, there are valuable things I never would have learned.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I closed my eyes against the thought, knowing that soon the day would cleave in two, forever creating the before and after of my life, and it would happen in one swift act that I could no more alter than the color of my eyes.
~ Mary E. Pearson
He was too young to begin losing himself.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I was a piece of cheese being shoved into a mold.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I had never had to deal with dogs in Venda. There were none. They had all been eaten.
~ Mary E. Pearson
You've made your choice. It's for the best, then. We're each called somewhere else.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Last time we danced we were knee deep in grass," I said. "And now there's not even a chain between us," Jase whispered. "Maybe we don't need one anymore.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Knowing that soon the day would cleave in two, forever creating the before and the after of my life.
~ Mary E. Pearson
The wind, time, it circles, repeats, some swaths cutting deeper than others.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Hungry dragons may sleep for years, but they do not change their eating habits. He must be found. The dead demand justice, as do the living.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Mary E. Pearson
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Freedoms are never won once and for all, Kazimyrah. They come and go, like the centuries. I cannot grow lazy. Memories are short. It is the forgetting that I fear." That was what I feared too. Forgetting.
~ Mary E. Pearson