Quotes About Change

Y pasan los días, y los meses. Y las estaciones. A veces, me gustaría dar marcha atrás y volver a vivir todos esos años mejor de lo que los viví. Pero ¿cómo?

Farther up, in the recess formed by the palace wing, was a clock. And behind that clock, the cell of the Prisoner of Zenda. No stroller in the Carrousel gardens ventured down that alley. We spent entire afternoons playing amid the broken birdbaths and statues, the stones and dead leaves. The hands of the clock never moved. They forever struck five-thirty. Those immobile hands enveloped us in a deep, soothing silence. We only had to stay in the alley and nothing would ever change.

you can make it up completely. A new life. They're not going to go and check. As you tell of this imaginary life, great breaths of fresh air rush across a closed room in which you have been unable to breathe for a long time. A window abruptly opens, the shutters bang in the breeze. You have, once again, a future before you.

As the years go by, many people and many things end up seeming so humorous and so pathetic that all you can do is try to look at them through the eyes of a child.

Era mai possibile che l'incidente dell'altra notte avesse provocato una simile frattura nella mia esistenza, e che ormai ci fossero un prima e un dopo? Ho

Knowledge is dangerous and men lie and the world changes, whether I want it to or not.

Things change, but they stay the same.

You went up a girl and came down a woman.

Life does not have to go how you think it will," Tomasz says. "Not even when you are very sure what is going to happen.

We can save the world," I say, trying to smile. "You and me.

But it's a tradition, as if that alone is reason enough. Slavery and buying your wife were traditions, too.

That's the thing I'm learning about being thrown out on yer own. Nobody does nothing for you. If you don't change it, it don't get changed.

And at first it's okay, you know, not perfect, but okay, and you get used to it. Then it gets a little worse, and you get used to that, too. Then one day, you wake up and you don't have the first freakin' clue how it got that bad.

Whatever the world looks like now. That's not always how it's going to look. There's more. There's always more.

As incredible as it seemed, time kept moving forward for the rest of the world. The rest of the world that wasn't waiting.

Time goes on, even when yer not looking.

No one ever seems to wonder what happens if it turns out we hate living on a planet? What if the sky's too big? What if the air stinks? What if we go hungry?' 'And what if the air tastes of honey? What if there's so much food we all get too fat? What if the sky is so beautiful we don't get any work done because we're all looking at it too much?

It is not what I want from you, Conor O'Malley, it said. It is what you want from me . "I don't want anything from you," Conor said. Not yet, said the monster. But you will.

And changing for the better doesn't mean that he's ever going to reach good.

You let me go," I say. "I'll show you all about how I'm gonna transform you.

This is not the way our story ends. You know this' - 'Stories do not end.' - 'Ah, you are right, but you are also wrong. They end and they begin every moment. It is all about when you stop the telling.

I don't know what's ahead," I say. "I don't know nothing about nothing but whatever it is, it's gotta be better than what's behind. It's gotta be.

The only place you belong is the place you can never go back to.

We sure as ruddy heck ain't in Prentisstown no more," I say to Manchee under my breath.