Quotes About Transition

"It's nothing," returned Mrs Chick. "It's merely change of weather. We must expect change."

He's a-going out with the tide.

We changed again, and yet again, and it was now too late and too far to go back, and I went on. And the mists had all solemnly risen now, and the world lay spread before me.

Life is made of so many partings welded together

Perhaps second-hand cares, like second-hand clothes, come easily off and on.

All partings foreshadow the great final one.

There have been occasions in my later life (I suppose as in most lives) when I have felt for a time as if a thick curtain had fallen on all its interest and romance, to shut me out from anything save dull endurance any more. Never has that curtain dropped so heavy and blank, as when my way in life lay stretched out straight before me through the newly-entered road of apprenticeship to Joe.

I am not old, but my young way was never the way to age.

We'll start to forget a place once we left it

Spring is the time of the year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade

The age of chivalry is past. Bores have succeeded to dragons.

Sudden shifts and changes are no bad preparation for political life.

When a plunge is to be made into the water, it's of no use lingering on the bank.

I have often remarked- I suppose everybody has- that one's going away from a familiar place, would seem to be the signal for a change in it.

Life is made of ever so many partings welded together ... Divisions among such must come, and must be met as they come.

Such is the difference between yesterday and today. We are all going to the play, or coming home from it.

He melts, I think. He goes like a drop of froth. You look at him, and there he is. You look at him again, and - there he isn't.

He was too well accustomed to suffering, and had suffered too much where he was, to bewail the prospect of change very severely.

The years glide by silently

All these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one

For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, and the other goes away.

When I went out, light of day seemed a darker color than when I went in.

I have stood aside to see the phantoms of those days go by me. They are gone, and I resume the journey of my story.

The bright day is done and we are for the dark.