Quotes About Adaptation

Els coneixements tenen fluïdesa, canvien, els fets canvien, es converteixen en no fets.

We don't always control what happens to us. But we always control how we interpret what happens to us, as well as how we respond.

Shoo the sparrow away and get on with supper. This is the first part of my new life strategy.

That's me! Elf had said. I reminded her that she had her sight, she could see, she'd always been able to see but she told me she'd never adjusted to the light, she'd just never developed a tolerance for the world, her inoculation hadn't taken. Reality was a rusty leg trap.

I thought to myself that there really were so many simple ways we could make ourselves look less like idiots.

Znamo mi vrlo dobro kako izgleda pod tu?im repom, ali bez toga njuškanja ne možemo živjeti.

G. K. Chesterton famously quipped that "those who marry the spirit of the age will find themselves widows in the next.

A theological articulation can be fruitful in one place at one time but not at that same place at a different time or at a different place at the same time.

Living toward a world in which these identities no longer divide, but living in a world fundamentally structured by them, Paul takes up and lays down various identities for the sake of the gospel. Though free, he has made himself a slave. For the sake of the gospel, he lives sometimes as one under the Jewish law, other times as one free from it—all while recognizing the truth of his situation as one no longer under "the law" but nevertheless under "Christ's law.

Instead, it's a change in our response to the Question, and being true to the insight means being open to how it revises the whole.

This is life. Things get taken away. You will learn to start over many times -- or you will be useless.

Things change when you're not in danger anymore.

But you cannot change your past, no matter how you craft your future.

Don't get too attached to anything.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.

The tale of your life is written second by second, as shifting as the flip of a pencil to an eraser.

This world can be a trying place, Inspector. Sometimes you have to shed who you were to live who you are.

Small towns are like metronomes; with the slightest flick, the beat changes.

You can't get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened

Lost love is still love, Eddie. It just takes a different form, that's all. You can't hold their hand... You can't tousle their hair... But when those senses weaken another one comes to life... Memory... Memory becomes your partner. You hold it... you dance with it... Life has to end, Eddie... Love doesn't.

Loss is as old as life itself. But for all our evolution, we are yet to accept it.

She was like a wound beneath an old bandage, and he had grown more used to the bandage.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form.

Life is a series of pulls back and forth.