Quotes About Adaptation

Yesterday is skin on snake, to be shed many times.

I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac.

A lamb in a city of wolves.

I told you, Ms. Lane, never believe anything is dead-" "- I know, I know, until you've 'burned it, poked around in its ashes, and then waited a day or two to see if anything rises from them.

There's no point in fighting the tide. It ebbs. It flows. You ride it.

Life's not linear at all. It happens in lighting flashes. So fast you don't see those lay-you-out cold moments coming at you until you're Wile E. Coyote, steamrolled flat as a pancake by the Road Runner, victim of your own elaborate schemes.

You are what you are. Find a way to live with it.

You are what you are. Deal with it or change.

I love re-creating myself. Change means you get to choose again. Become something new. -Dani

Furthermore, if I lost my soul, I'd adapt. I always do. Adaptation is my specialty. I practically invented the word.

I didn't have time to change." "Then you'll make it now. I'm not working on you with that much death on your skin.

What happens when a sheepdog gets bit by a wolf?" "Duh. It becomes a wolf." "No. It becomes a sheepdog that fights with the lawlessness and savagery of a wolf.

A túlélés egyetlen módja az, ha új utakat keresel az életed folytatására.

Study the terrain. If you can't move yourself, find something that moves the world.

It's just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it's time to take down the drapes and make a new dress.

That's the way it goes when the world falls apart. You never appreciate what you've got till it's gone.

Some of us are born more than once. Some of us re-create ourselves many times.

Criminally young, he charged, and I can't argue. But I can change.

Wishes aren't horses and I don't get to ride.

one must break with one's past to embrace one's future. It is never an easy thing to do. It is one of the distinguishing characteristics between survivors and victims. Letting go of what was, to survive what is.

I will wear any skin to get in.

I forget nothing, Ms. Lane. I omit." "And evade." "Lie, cheat, and steal," he agreed. "If the shoe fits.

I'm envious of how well he's engineered to survive, to conquer, to outlast apocalypse.

I wept for me, for my sister, for things I couldn't even begin to put into words, and might never be able to explain. But it felt something like this: I used to walk on my feet. Now all I knew how to do was crawl. And I wasn't sure how long it was going to take for me to get up off my knees and regain my balance, but I suspected that when I did, I would never walk the same way again.