Quotes About Adaptation

How did your day go?" "I got some head. It was vamp, but still." I stared at her. Kate was the last person I would have expected to make that joke. Well, someone had loosened up since mating. "That good, huh." "Yup.

Adapt or die," Helen said. "It's impossible to stop change," Maud said. "It's the nature of life. Those who refuse to adapt will eventually die out. But before they do, they will get nasty. They might even hate you.

Some things you simply accepted, the way you accepted the sunrise or the winter cold. They called it lupine fatalism, but in reality it was plain common sense.

This was above my pay grade. I had no idea how to deal with this sort of magic. That was okay. I was a quick learner.

Cookies aren't gonna cut it. Do you know any lion hunters who bait their traps with cookies?

He seemed to shrug off the sun's rays.

The only people who can have normal are the ones unaffected by all the fucked-up shit that happens around them.

Mahon's problem is that he has some very definite ideas about what a man's supposed to be and what a male werebear should be. It sounds great in his head and he gets carried away with it. He isn't shy about sharing his bear wisdom. Then his views collide with reality and they mostly don't survive. At the core Mahon isn't evil. He means well and he wants to be seen as a good person, so when people react badly to the nonsense coming out of his mouth, he gets shocked and has to readjust.

I chose to not worry about it, I told him. I filed it away into the same place keep things like Earth is a globe & ice floats. I'm aware of it, & when I need it, I'll pull it out & dust it off, ... They are my memories. I decide how to view them...

Working for Spider was difficult. He was reasonable, but only when circumstances permitted; understanding of difficulties, yet completely unaffected by them. And he expected impossible things in an impossible timeframe.

living through a slow-motion apocalypse.

This is life," Luther said. "We change, we alter ourselves, we grow or shrink. It's part of the human condition.

It doesn't matter what you were. It matters what you are now.

Christianity, the most composite of all religions. Why let a rival god, even a small one, die when you can turn him into a demon and rummage through his rites and holidays for the bits you can scavenge to attract his worshippers?

but lately life had taken a baseball bat to her plans.

I'd wrestle with it and then I'd get over it. I couldn't change it; it was done.

Okay," Juke said. "Your horse is a donkey, your poodle is a giant wolf breed, and your boyfriend is whatever the hell he is. You have problems.

Life changes us. To wish otherwise is pointless.

N]ature generally in the distribution of her capacities has adapted the means to the end... [so nature's] true destination must be to produce a will, not merely good as a means to something else, but good in itself, for which reason was... imparted to us as a practical... absolutely necessary... faculty.

Coloro che dicono che il mondo andrà sempre così come è andato finora contribuiscono a far sì che l'oggetto della loro predizione si avveri

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes.

We make concessions. To get along with others. To make life go more smoothly. Even when we'd rather not." "But that's when life begins to lose some of its shine, don't you think?

All in all, it's only the initial shock that counts. People get used to everything, everything that happens in the occupied zone:

Either people would think only about being able to survive and there would be no place for Art, or they would become obsessed by a new ideal, as after every crisis before. A new ideal? A new fashion, more like, he thought with cynicism and weariness. But he, Corte, was too old to adapt to new tastes. He had already changed his style in 1920. A third time would be impossible. It exhausted him just to think about what was to come, what kind of world was about to be born.