Quotes About Adaptation

We are imperfect beings, Munira said, How could we ever fit in a perfect world?

But why waste time lamenting the paths that had closed? Best to embrace the one path that remained.

The kids who knew them would talk about how terrible it was, and gripe about it for a day or two, and then it became old news. Unwinds didn't go out with a bang —they didn't even go out with a whimper. They went out with the silence of a candle flame pinched between two fingers.

What's the point of three foot pedals?" Citra complained. "People only have two feet.

For you nothing has changed." "Everything has changed, sir." "Perhaps everything will change again.

Historically, fallen civilizations left behind ruins that vanished into the landscape, only to be rediscovered thousands of years later, becoming almost mystical in nature. But what happens to the institutions and edifices of a civilization that doesn't fall, but evolves beyond its own embarrassment?

Last I heard, no one's been deaf for two hundred years.

Bottom line: I don't believe anyone who says they got the answers to society's ills because society's ills mutate faster than the flu

But life can never be the same after a year of training to be a scythe

Ask a Soviet engineer to design a pair of shoes and he'll come up with something that looks like the boxes that the shoes came in; ask him to make something that will massacre Germans, and he turns into Thomas Fucking Edison.

It is what you don't expect... that most needs looking for.

so it's always a process of letting go, one way or another

When a hot woman meets a hermit one of them is going to change.

what you were will not happen again. the tigers have found me and I do not care.

I just let it roll. Like a hot turd down a hill.

Let' em learn or let' em die

It was only the matter of a new voice. Nobody listened to an old voice anymore. Old voices became a part of one's self, like a fingernail.

I wasn't sleeping on the streets at night. Of course, there were a lot of good people sleeping in the streets. They weren't fools, they just didn't fit into the needed machinery of the moment. And those needs kept altering.

Listen, friend, he said, this whole game is just one big deck of cards. if you want to get into the game you have to take whatever comes up in the shuffle.

Well, as the boys said, you had to work somewhere. So they accepted what there was. This was the wisdom of the slave.

I have no definite talent or trade, and how I stay alive is largely a matter of magic.

invent yourself and then reinvent yourself, change your tone and shape so often that they can never categorize you. reinvigorate

that's what kills a man: lack of change.

è sempre un processo di lasciar perdere, in un modo o nell'altro.