Quotes About Change

having had the gleam taken out of her to the point where she resembles twilight

but you were moving on: monotonous vindictive

and their hearts are already eroded and I too

there comes a tremor and there comes a pause

it's a pitiable likeness of clear running struggling to keep up with what's already gone

very nearly anonymous now having recently turned five thousand with the same wedge of yearning lodged in my chest as ever and getting accustomed to surviving like a bramble very good at growing anywhere you ought to praise me for this trailing bloom

This world crisis came about without women having anything to do with it. If the women of the world had not been excluded from world affairs, things today might have been different.

Life plots elegantly.

Autumn is the season when you know what's coming next is harder than what is now. In pale spring you look forward to bright summer; in hot summer to the cool of fall; in winter to the hope of spring. In fall, you watch what you have blow away.

The secret of eternal youth is arrested development.

I guess the idea of stepping out from behind the "camouflage of routine," as someone once described it, still intimated me.

Occasionally, when trapped by memories, I would mistake change for loss, and grieve...

I had surprised myself this year by jumping in to reshape my life before life stepped in to reshape it for me.

In fact, most things that threaten to last forever often become quite annoying.

Peut-on changer de paysage extérieur sans déranger son paysage intérieur? Les voyages qu'on fait en soi-même? Aujourd'hui, je suis retournée dans mon passé, puis je suis partie vers un avenir qui prenait forme quelque part à la lisière de ma pensée. Mais je me suis aussi rendue dans un endroit rarement visité : l'innocence du moment présent.

Everything looked the same every morning: all in order and just the same. It was in the nights that the difference held sway and there was no comfort for lost and lonely things.

I can be almost terminally grief-stricken because things are so dire, but at the same time, there's a real lightheartedness about just the recoverability of life, of how things change, how they're not the same, ever again.

The gift of loneliness is sometimes a radical vision of society or one's people that has not previously been taken into account.

We should learn to accept that change is truly the only thing that's going on always, and learn to ride with it and enjoy it.

Storytelling can be more than a blog post, essay, or book. It can be an emoji, a meme, a selfie, or a tweet. It can become a movement for social change.

A brain injury is a particularly hard injury to have because it changes who you are in ways that other injuries don't, since it affects how you think, act, and respond. It's hard to talk about that loss and grief with people who have never experienced it.

Our entire culture's infrastructure encourages and rewards a static, unchanging nature. You choose one degree, one career, one house, one spouse... You earn prestige by appearing to have it all figured out. The American Dream isn't having it all, it's knowing it all.

If you are reading this, you are still alive, and, therefore, the story is not over. Something else could happen.

often, the only way forward is through an exit door.