Quotes About Adaptation

We cannot make another person change his or her steps to an old dance, but if we change our own steps, the dance no longer can continue in the same predictable pattern. 4.

It would seem that most everything we do in the name of organizational effectiveness is antithetical to what Life requires

living in the same house, married to the same woman, doing the same things in the same way until arthritis stiffened him, cataracts dimmed him, muscles failed and cancers ate him.

Once a plan is made it must always be followed to the letter. It should only be changed if outside circumstances change. Man is a rationalizing animal and needs training in order to become a rational one.

We want to eliminate rote, not find uses for it.

In everybody's life there's a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a point where you can't go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That's how we survive.

As time goes on, you'll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn't, doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve yourself.

If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark

Even if we could turn back, we'd probably never end up where we started.

Life is not like water. Things in life don't necessarily flow over the shortest possible route.

The point is, not to resist the flow. You go up when you're supposed to go up and down when you're supposed to go down. When you're supposed to go up, find the highest tower and climb to the top. When you're supposed to go down, find the deepest well and go down to the bottom. When there's no flow, stay still. If you resist the flow, everything dries up. If everything dries up, the world is darkness.

Hey, what is it with you? Why are you so spaced out? You still haven't answered me. I probably still haven't completely adapted to the world, I said after giving it some thought. I don't know, I feel like this isn't the real world. The people, the scene: they just don't seem real to me. Midori rested an elbow on the bar and looked at me. There was something like that in a Jim Morrison song, I'm pretty sure. People are strange when you're a stranger.

You might think you made a new world or a new self, but your old self is always gonna be there, just below the surface, and if something happens, it'll stick its head out and say 'Hi.' You don't seem to realize that. You were made somewhere else.

Let me tell you something, Mari. The ground we stand on looks solid enough, but if something happens it can drop right out from under you. And once that happens, you've had it: things'll never be the same. All you can do is go on, living alone down there in the darkness...

The world isn't that easily turned upside down, Haida replied. It's people who are turned upside down.

What was lost was lost. There was no retrieving it, however you schemed, no returning to how things were, no going back.

You can't look too far ahead. Do that and you'll lose sight of what you're doing and stumble. I'm not saying you should focus solely on the details right in front of you, mind you. You've got to look ahead a bit or else you'll bump into something. You've got to conform to the proper order and at the same time keep an eye out for what's ahead. That's critical, no matter what you're doing.

Give yourself five minutes to consider how you can turn a miserable situation to your benefit and that light bulb is going to click on.

You make do with what you have. As you age you learn even to be happy with what you have.

Kafka, in everybody's life there's a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a point where you can't go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That's how we survive.

Things change every day, Mr Nakata. With each new dawn it's not the same world as the day before. And you're not the same person you were, either.

Rain falls and the flowers bloom. No rain, they wither up. Bugs are eaten by lizards, lizards are eaten by birds. But in the end, every one of them dies. They die and dry up. One generation dies, and the next one takes over. That's how it goes. Lots of different ways to live. And lots of different ways to die. But in the end that doesn't make a bit of difference. All that remains is a desert.

The problem was, I think, that the places I fit in were always falling behind the rimes.

let the wind change direction a little bit, and their cries turned to whispers.