Quotes About Change

If I cannot have reform without injustice, I will not have reform.

The very idea of the fabrication of a new government is enough to fill us with disgust and horror.

The Age of Chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.

The greatest statesmen are those able at once to preserve and reform.

Boldness formerly was not the character of atheists as such. They were even of a character nearly the reverse; they were formerly like the old Epicureans, rather an unenterprising race. But of late they are grown active, designing, turbulent, and seditious.

Conservatives, he said, "are taught to believe that change means destruction. They are wrong.… Life means change; where there is no change, death comes.

Besides, the sundry motions of your Spheares, So sundry waies and fashions as clerkes faine, "Some in short space, and some in longer yeares; What is the same but alteration plaine? Onely the starrie skie doth still remaine: Yet do the Starres and Signes therein still moue, And euen itself is mov'd, as wizards saine. But ALL THAT MOUETH, DOTH MUTATION LOUE: Therefore both you and them to me I subiect proue.

That a life could be changed posited the still more thrilling notion that one had a thing called a life, a wonderful being that was growing silently inside like an infant.

The thought of resuming my life made me want to end it—unless I could change it completely.

It sounds so far away and different. I like different places. I like any places that isn't here.

Opposite to where she sat the water was a boggy brown, but not too far along it was a dark violet colour, always changing, the way the sweep of the current changed, but as she saw it, her own life did not change at all - the same routine, the same longing and the same loneliness.

My friends I tell you this, we are a jolly group but put us in uniform and all that change. In war I don't know who my brother. In war I don't know who my friend. War make everybody savage. Who can say what lies inside the heart of each one of us when everything is taken away.

That was the thing about America, people always moving on, so that a girl had to snap up a beau as fast as she could.

she sees her life pass before her in rapid succession, like clouds, different shapes and different colors, merging, passing into one another, the story of her life being pulled out of her, like the pages pulled from a book.

I could feel she was angry with me because of my gawkiness, because of my accent and my oilskin bag, bound with twine. She talked to herself, mumbled, as the train rumbled along. Then all of a sudden her mood changed and she kissed me and hugged me and said my mother and her mother were first cousins and that meant that she and I were second cousins and would be buddies.

her husband a grown man, afraid to sleep alone in his own house, he who for many a year struck terror into her and Eleanora.

The flutter of the leaves brought on your trance. Hundreds of thousands of sycamore leaves all obeying the same wind, their wide green palms opening then tightening, letting in and keeping out the light, changing the prospect from outdoor to indoor, forever altering. It was the most lonesome hour just before dusk with all the colors going, all the streamers , the pinks and reds, and violets and indigos and blues, the lovely laneways of vanquishing light.

divide things equally between both children? If anything should happen to her she is appealing to him to honor this final wish. It is the first letter she has written to her husband in over fifty years, an admission that makes her choke back a tear. Fifty years. The golden jubilee that neither remembered. Fields let for grazing. No more the proud neighing thoroughbreds in the fields, the thoroughbreds on which his hopes centered

Pero, en estos tiempos, es como si el mundo desapareciera cada día. De vez en cuando es un tiempo que no existe. Es inútil apostar por él. Durante más de dos años yo aposté, con cuerpo de perdida y dignidad de caballero, por un tiempo inexistente. No me quejo. No me arrepiento. Puse algo de dinero. Un gramo de locura. Un montón de afecto. Quizás amor. - Nazdrave! Afortunadamente, el amor ya no es lo que era.

Me temo, cariño —me dijo ella—, que ya no tienes edad para ser un maricón de los de antes.

If you spend a hundred bucks, or more, to go to the theatre, something should happen to you. Maybe somebody should be asking you some questions about your values, or about the way you think about things. Maybe you should come out of the theatre, something having happened to you. Maybe you should be changing, or thinking about changing. But if you just go there, and the only thing you worry about is where you left the damn car, then you wasted a hundred bucks.

If you spend a hundred bucks, or more, to go to the theatre, something should happen to you. Maybe somebody should be asking you some questions about your values, or about the way you think about things. Maybe you should come out of the theatre, something haven happened to you. Maybe you should be changing, or thinking about changing. But if you just go there, and the only thing you worry about is where you left the damn car, then you wasted a hundred bucks.

Careers are funny things. They begin mysteriously and, just as mysteriously, they can end.

A revolution never will start among a bunch of bums.