Quotes About Adaptation

Sometimes things end, even if you don't want them to.

The great Anna Faris once said that the secret of surviving high school is to "lay low.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to.

Cheeky wanker." He calls me this even though I'm no longer British.

What you'll have to do now is ride the rap, as they say. It's all anybody has to do.

Life does not always gives us the choices that we want

On cause de son mal, on ne se coupe pas le cÅ"ur en quatre tout d'un coup, on s'habitue à la séparation, enfin !

S'il en avait découvert le moyen, il aurait fait passer la rue au travers de sa maison.

Todas las novedades que la bullen a V. en esa cabecita revolucionaria... serán muy buenas en otros países de Europa o del Nuevo Mundo; lo serán tal vez aquí en mil novecientos ochenta; lo que es ahora... ¡desdichada de V. si se obstina en ir contra la corriente!

It's easy to get stuck in one track. When something tosses you out of it, you begin to realize there's scenery you haven't noticed.

Time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees.

And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another, with the same wind to twist it!

Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another with the same wind to twist it!

GöreceÄŸiz bakal?m ayn? h?rpalay?c? rüzgar kar??s?nda baÅŸka baÅŸka iki aÄŸaç ay?n? biçimde bozulur muymuÅŸ, bozulmaz m?ym???

We grow accustomed to the dark when light is put away--

Il troppo mi urta - è così insolito. Mi sentivo a disagio, spaesata - come una bacca di fratta montana trapiantata sulla strada. E non avevo fame. Allora capii che la fame è un istinto di chi guarda le vetrine dal di fuori. L'entrare, la disperde.

Things are what they are and there's no point dwelling in the past or wondering what could have been.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season—or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all.

Things are what they are and there's no point dwelling in the past or wondering what could have been.

So," Willy said, "why no spring?" "What? Oh! We just don't." "Everybody has spring," he said, like a religious man chiding her for saying there was no God. "The joke goes that we have two seasons: road repair and snow removal. Or is it snow repair and road removal?" To her surprise, he looked a little shocked. "Well," she amended quickly, "it's not always true. Sometimes they run out of money for snow removal.

Sometimes you must shed your skin to save it.

The human race settles on terms with every plague in the end, the doctor told her. Or a stalemate, at the least. We somehow muddle along, sharing the earth with each new form of life.

No, I mean everything feels different, but it's because I'm different.

Sometimes I suspect that what had really happened was that we became more resigned, more cynical, raised our pain thresholds as we lowered our expectations. All in all, settled for less.