Quotes About Change

There Are No Ends, Only Changes.

Everything's always ending. But everything's always beginning, too.

It feels like a threat. It feels like the world changing and leaving you behind.

The key is never sheer numbers. The key is the correct catalyst. A pebble can start a landslide and the boulders have no say in the matter as they tumble down the hill.

The past always fails those who grasp at it.

And now it's time to hand the baton to you. Stories don't end with writer, however many started the race. So go. Run with it. Make trouble.

It is always easier to keep a rotten tale than to learn a new one.

They resented being cast as the villains in a drama, but it was their own stunted, stubborn blindness that made them so well suited to the role. They couldn't change.

Anthropologists like to say that to observe a culture is usually, in some small way, to change it. A similar dictum holds true for Bourdain's show. Whenever Bourdain discovered a hole-in-the-wall culinary gem, he places it on the tourist map, thereby leaching it of the authenticity that drew him to it in the first place. 'It's a gloriously doomed enterprise,' he acknowledged. 'I'm in the business of finding great places, and then we fuck them up.

Like the revolution's going to wait until I finish my education.

The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.

If your name is getting too heavy, you should have Kvothe give you a new one.

Then he turned it the third time, and the boy's ass fell off.

Some days simply lay on you like stones. Some were fickle as cats, sliding away when you needed comfort, then coming back later when you didn't want them, jostling at you, stealing your breath.

Looters become looted, while time and tide make us mercenaries all.

Sometimes leaving is the only thing you can do.

Some places had names. Some places changed, or they were shy about their names. Some places had no names at all, and that was always sad. It was one thing to be private. But to have no name at all? How horrible. How lonely.

Es el vicio de mirar atrás. Puedes pasarte la vida mirando hacia atrás, pero no sirve de nada

How odd to watch a mortal kindle Then to dwindle day by day. Knowing their bright souls are tinder And the wind will have its way.

A pinned butterfly holds no delight. A pinned butterfly is nothing like a butterfly at all.

But we are all creatures of habit. It is far too easy to stay in the familiar ruts we dig for ourselves.

A veces era muy ansiosa. Deseaba cosas para ella misma. Retorcía el mundo y le cambiaba la forma correcta. Lo revolvía todo con el peso de su deseo.

Eavesdropping is a deplorable habit, but I have developed worse ones since.

If not for him, I would never have become the man I am today. I ask you not to hold it against him. He meant well.