Quotes About Transition

You can't go home again

It is progress when a centuries-old oak is cut down to give space for a road sign.

For the first time Topper's established routine of living gave place to a disorderly desire to live.

The dead don't stay interested in us living people for very long. Gradually, gradually, they let go hold of the earth… and the ambitions they had… and the pleasures they had… and the things they suffered… and the people they loved. They get weaned away from earth—that's the way I put it—weaned away.

The morning star always gets wonderful bright the minute before it has to go,—doesn't it?

For what human ill does dawn not seem to be alternative?

He regarded love as a sort of cruel malady through which the elect are required to pass in their late youth and from which they emerge, pale and wrung, but ready for the business of living.

on the brink of war and then tumbling into it. The

The world we knew won't come back. The time we lost can't get back. The lives we had won't be ours again.

Standing on my own, remembering the one I left at home, forget about the life I used to know, forget about the one I left at home

Because traditions are like eggs—once you break one, it is impossible to put it back inside its shell.

Peter was a birthday party, all candles and cake and balloons. Now the party was over. Sudhir was the rest of the year, the real deal, the place where she'd built her nest. What she and Sudhir had constructed together, someone like Peter could only dream about. If he was even smart enough to realize and envy them what they had, that is. Which she somehow doubted he was.

when one departs to the other shore, One does so alone on foot, with no horses and no companions.

Anger becomes limiting, restricting. You can't see through it. While anger is there, look at that, too. But after a while, you have to look at something else.

She'd hoped he'd be her forever guy. She was so tired of starting over with a new man every couple years, only to be abandoned for unspecified reasons. When bad things happened over and over, it was a sign. God was telling you to change. Your attitude, your hair, your address.

Jenna," he started, "my life is so up in the air. I have nowhere

Moving to New York was about reinvention. If you didn't want that, you stayed in Kenosha, Wisconsin.

Gyuri had dropped church much in the same way he had stopped believing in Santa Claus; there came a point where it was impossible to take it seriously.

Everyone is always one decision away from a completely different life.

Do you think people can change?" I nodded, refusing to consider the possibility that any of us are doomed to die the same sorry people we sometimes become.

It was something I thought about all the time: how death changes every remaining moment for those still living.

You can never go back.Never.Not if you want to survive.

I want to walk beside you in the drizzle and say you can move in with me tonight, right away, even though this time they'll probably evict me and although I'm moving out in three weeks anyway

the nation's transition from a culture molded by sacrifice and hard work to a bunch of cranky, unobliged brats.