Quotes About Change

Relenting fool, and shallow changing woman!

Prosperity's the very bond of love,Whose fresh complexion and whose heart togetherAffliction alters.

And ruin'd love, when it is built anew,Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.

These most brisk and giddy-paced times.

And so, from hour to hour we ripe and ripe,And then from hour to hour we rot and rot,And thereby hangs a tale.

O Hamlet! what a falling-off was there.

O brave new world,That has such people in't!

The true beginning of our end.

Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly?

[W]ell-apparell'd April on the heel Of limping winter treads...

And when he's old, cashier'd.

Alas! 'tis true I have gone here and there,And made myself a motley to the view,Gor'd mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,Made old offenses of affections new.

We must take the current when it serves,Or lose our ventures.

There is something in the wind.

For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth bringsThat then I scorn to change my state with kings.

I am a feather for each wind that blows.

From you have I been absent in the spring,When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim,Hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

She that herself will sliver and disbranchFrom her material sap, perforce must witherAnd come to deadly use.

Sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud;And after summer evermore succeedsBarren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold:So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i' the sun,And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'dWas innocence for innocence.

Worse than the sun in MarchThis praise doth nourish agues.

Dwindle, peak, and pine.

Let Rome in Tiber melt, and the wide archOf the rang'd empire fall! Here is my space.Kingdoms are clay.