Quotes About Change

Ideas come to us as the successors to griefs, and griefs, at the moment when they change into ideas, lose some part of their power to injure the heart.

We were doing everything we could to avoid the moment we would both go our separate ways.

Now that we were mothers we were all shadows of our former selves, chased by the women we used to be before we had children.

She was not ready to go home and start imitating someone she used to be.

Time has shattered, it's cracking like my lips.

There are vertical swimmers and horizontal swimmers, she said. I myself have sometimes thought I will become a vertical swimmer. No one says I have to do the third act of my life. It is always nasty. If I become ill in old age, I have not ruled it out.

That was the old composition and I had walked out of that world. I had literally walked off the stage.

Now he was fifty-six and the thought of getting to know a woman all over again filled him with a panic-stricken desolation.

But it's also true that the person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing. All we know about the future is that it will be different. But perhaps what we fear is that it will be the same. So we must celebrate the changes.

Can we be blamed for feeling we're too old to change? Too scared of disappointment to start it all again? We get up every morning, we do our best. Nothing else matters.

It is the power of a girl with a book that is the best weapon for progress

It is the power of a girl with a book that is the best weapon for progress. (...) Because with educated women comes prosperity. And with our voices comes mercy. And with our strength comes change.

Remember that life is short and full of surprises. If you wait too long, opportunities fade like setting sun.

A vida muda num instante.

So much of what we are is water. We change with the tides, we struggle in our own endless seas to transform ourselves into something or someone splendid.

art was a process of evolution - not revolution...

one must destroy in order to create.

As satisfied as I was that I had accomplished what I had set out to do, I realized that the journey I had resolved to take did not end after the completion of the book. I have learned that each journey begets another one and life has a way of exponentially creating new roads to follow.

IT'S 1996; MY father is eighty-eight. I arrive for a visit at their Westchester condo. My mother greets me at the door. After we've hugged and kissed, my father appears at the end of the hallway. It's taken him longer to rise from his chair. He isn't carrying the cane he finally agreed to use after his last fall. He stumbles, but the wall catches him. Something inside me rebels: who stole my father and put this old man in his place?

Uncle Edisto always said, "Every ending is a new beginning.

Whatever is eating her brain consumes only the fresher memories, the unripe moments

Hunt while you can. The weather may change tomorrow.

Trecutul s?rut? viitorul

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.