Quotes About Adaptation

Nothing lasts forever. But the thing is, you can reuse some. Use your mind. - Leo's Mother, The Lost Hero

The older you are, the harder it is to accept that the world might not be the way you thought it was.

To be human is to move forward, to adapt, to believe in your ability to make things better. That is the only way to make the pain and sacrifice mean something

I'd have to play this smart … which was not my usual style.

Remarkable, really, the lengths to which humans will go to fit things into their version of reality.

I wish you'd be quiet," I muttered. "I also wish we had snowshoes." "You'd need Uller for that," said the goat. "Who?" "The god of snowshoes," said Otis. "He invented them. Also archery and…I don't know, other stuff.

It wasn't so much a survival plan as a plan for dying in a different place, but we grimly went to work.

Familiarity breeds complacency.

Grief is a good thing. It's the way we get through the transitions of life.

Most people think of "vision" as the ability to see the future. But in today's rapidly changing world, vision is also the ability to accurately assess current changes and take advantage of them. Vision is being alert to opportunities.

Life's random," he said. "The best you can do is pick up the pieces.

Survival trumped memory.

That was the trouble, of course. You started off liking someone because of who she was and you ended up wanting her to be different

They were turning into Wallace and Gromit, he could feel it. Soon he'd be calling the dog lad and sharing cheese and crackers with it. There were worse things, he supposed.

bluestocking, Nancy. Married life has quite changed something

The home in which you reside it not forever.

Identities aren't meant to be permanent. They're like cars: they take us from one place to another. We work, travel, and seek adventure in them until they break down beyond repair. At that point, living well means finding a new model that better suits us for a new moment.

Copil fiind, îÈ™i tr?ise viaÈ›a m?runt? pe de-a întregul în sinea ei. De timpuriu înÈ›elesese instinctiv dualitatea existenÈ›ei: viaÈ›a exterioar?, la care te adaptezi, viaÈ›a interioar?, în care îÈ›i pui întreb?ri.

That is surely the truth, at least for now. But perhaps you have not noticed: the truth is forever changing.

What world is this I now inhabit, and how shall I live in it?

But, alas, he never really belonged in either place, the sad fate, I am afraid, of those whose hearts break and then mend in crooked ways.

It's kind of a strange church and I thought Winn-Dixie would fit right in.

What we got, all we got, is each other. And we got to learn to make do with that.

We don't have to accept the things we might change.