Quotes About Transition

A soldier is an anachronism of which we must get rid.

If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, "This is Spring."

We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's a very next step to being dull.

We're still not where we're going, but we're not where we were.

Arriving at one goal is the starting point to another.

Now that I'm here, where am I?

If you live long enough, you'll see that every victory turns into a defeat.

The future is the past in preparation.

Let the past drift away with the water.

Here's to the past. Thank God it's past!

One must be thrust out of a finished cycle in life, and that leap is the most difficult to make-to part with one's faith, one's love, when one would prefer to renew the faith and recreate the passion.

It's but little good you'll go a-water-ing the last year's crop.

How the past perishes is how the future becomes.

The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present.

In the life of the spirit there is no ending that is not a beginning.

The past is but the beginning of a beginning, and all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn.

The present is the symbol and vehicle of the future.

Through loyalty to the past, our mind refuses to realize that tomorrow's joy is possible only if today's makes way for it; that each wave owes the beauty of its line only to the withdrawal of the preceding one.

The present is the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.

We are always beginning to live, but are never living.

No one thinks of Winter when the grass is green.

No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn. April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

Autumn arrives in the early morning, but spring at the close of a winter's day.