Quotes About Adaptation

that none of their existing contacts could help them reinvent themselves. That the networks we rely on in a stable job are rarely the ones that lead us to something new and different.

My job is about being right. Always. If I'm ever wrong, I must make use of all my means and resources to bend and align reality according to my mistake so that it ceases to be a mistake.

To him, English was still a mudslide of runny, slushy sounds that did not exist in his mother tongue—r, th, sh, and some particularly gelatinous vowels. Frawder thur prueless rare shur per thurst. Mirtler freckling thow. Gold freys yawder far cration. Crewl fry rackler friend thur. No shemling keal rearand for fear under shall an frick. Folger rich shermane furl hearst when pearsh thurlow larshes your morse claws. Clushes ream glown roven thurm shalter shirt.

Illness strikes men when they are exposed to change.

Jak trzeba by ?y?, my?la?am, ?eby pasowa? do tego co si? akurat my?li.

They have good streets here, but everything's so spread out. I am not used to asphalt, it makes my feet hurt, and my brain. I get as tired here in a day as I do back home in a year. That's not home, other people live there now, I wrote to Mother. Home is where you are now... And Mother wrote back to me: How would you know where home is? The place where Toni the clockmaker tends the graves, that's home.

She was never seen rummaging through the kitchen waste behind the mess hall. She ate what could be found in the yard and on the factory grounds. Seeds, leaves, and flowers in the weeds. And all kinds of insects—worms and caterpillars, maggots and beetles, spiders and snails.

One cannot turn back the clock but one can move it forward. (Gendo Ikari, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Ep. 22, 23:55)

I've tried to change, tried to make friends by being cheerful all the time. Seems to have failed. Can't force it, I guess. [...] The truth was, he was tired of maintaining a phony character and trying to adapt himself to other people day after day.

From the towns all Inns have been driven: from the villages most.... Change your hearts or you will lose your Inns and you will deserve to have lost them. But when you have lost your Inns drown your empty selves, for you will have lost the last of England.

Slow down,' he said, 'so I can see how you do it,' but she'd laughed and said, 'I can't slow down, if I stopped to think how I was doing it I couldn't do it at all.

I begin to understand you." She nods. "The blacksmith makes his own tools.

There cannot be new things in England. There can be old things freshly presented or new things that pretend to be old.

I am always translating, he thinks: if not language to language, then person to person.

England is always remaking herself, her cliffs eroding, her sandbanks drifting, springs bubbling up in dead ground. They regroup themselves while we sleep, the landscapes through which we move, and even the histories that trail us; the faces of the dead fade into other faces, as a spine of hills into the mist.

As for the future, the king's desires move swiftly and the law must run to keep up.

You cannot return to the moment you were in before.

He would have explained, if he'd known what sort of explanation Wykys would understand. I gave up fighting because, when I lived in Florence, I looked at frescoes every day? He said, "I found an easier way to be.

You don't get on by being original. You don't get on by being bright. You don't get on by being strong. You get on by being a subtle crook.

within weeks, you can run up and down easily, your feet knowing exactly where to go. But only in your own house. On another man's steps, look out.

Travel ends and routine begins and old habits which you thought you had left behind in one country catch up with you in the next, and old problems resurface, but if you are lucky you carry as part of your baggage the means of solving those problems and accommodating those habits, and you take with you an open mind and discretion, and common sense; if you have those with you, you can manage anywhere.

It is the glory of the men who have worked with Cromwell that instead of merely cursing the vermin they have patched, they have mended, they have stretched a point to replace a gnawed vowel; they have been ready to substitute a digested phrase with a clause that will help the crown. . .

You don't get on by being original. You don't get on by being bright. You don't get on by being strong. You get on by being a subtle crook.

You can grow up, not what you would call a person of iron conviction; but you think there are things about you that won't change, beliefs you will always hold, things happening that will go on happening: a world that will do you for as long as you need it. Don't be deceived.