Quotes About Adaptation

Stories were a living thing. They changed to suit the teller or the times.

A word of explanation is necessary to those who fear setting up a schedule because it feels rigid and stifling. Scheduling is not an inflexible list that is written in stone. It is a statement of what regular tasks are important to accomplish each day and when you plan to do them during the day. As you become experienced in using and tweaking your schedule, you will find it meets your needs more and more successfully and will become your friend. (pp. 163-164).

Not everyone is meant to change the world. We let the world change around us. We let it die if it will. We live small lives, constrained by habit and fear.

Mainstreaming did not work. This practitioner gave no more detail than necessary to convey why it did not work: "We haven't been able to give as much attention as we would have liked to it.

Omens change. Signs shift. Nothing is permanent.

The fat lady never really sings her last song. She only changes costumes and goes on to the next

Life goes on with fragile normalcy.

She blamed the lack of real flowers on both weather and the war, and instead put four or five pieces of coal in glass bowls, added water, salt, and ammonia, before finally pouring a mixture of violet and blue ink over them. It was a complete mystery to me how this alchemy would result in anything resembling flowers, but they were "blooming" within the hour.

At the edges, near the tracks, tall weeds have taken over -- tough plants with stringy stalks, small leaves, and compact flowers. Designed to waste energy on nothing but getting their blooms up toward the sun.

Only, don`t mistake a new place for a new you. I`ve done that more than once. You asked me before why I stay here. Maybe that`s why, he said, now that I think about it. Might as well deal with myself right here. It`s as good a place as any.

And, to our collective surprise, it turned out that for a person who doesn't like people, I'm pretty good at this customer service stuff.

But if everything was always smooth and perfect, you'd get too used to that, you know? You have to have a little bit of disorganization now and then. Otherwise, you'll never really enjoy it when things go right.

If something doesn't work exactly right, or maybe needs some special treatment, you don't just throw it away. Everything can't be fully operational all the time. Sometimes, we need to have the patience to give something the little nudge it needs.

It was so easy to disown what you couldn't recognize, to keep yourself apart from things that were foreign and unsettling. The only person you can be sure to control, always, is yourself. Which is a lot to be sure of, but at the same time, not enough.

Say what you will, but you're never prepared for the surprise attack.

It was like that part of my life, was just gone. It was almost too easy, for something I once thought had meant everything.

With my mom, when someone was gone, they were gone. She didn't waste another minute thinking about them, and neither should you.

The truth was, there was no way everything could be the Best. Sometimes, when it came to events and people, it had to be okay to just be .

It was becoming clear to me that I shouldn't bother to get too attached to anything. Turn your back and you lose it. Just like that.

You get used to people being a certain way; you depend on it. And when they surprise you, for better or worse, it can shake you to your core.

A lot can change between planning something and actually doing it. But maybe all that really matters is that anything is different at all.

I just do the best I can under the circumstances.

There's no shame in trying to make stuff work, is how I see it. It's better than just accepting the broken.

This was how I was dealing with everyone and everything lately, taking the good when it came, and the bad the same way, knowing each would pass in its own time.