Quotes About Transition

At some point as adults we cease to be our parents' children and we become our children's parents instead. What

There is a sense of culture-shock in picking up this volume: we encounter the familiar stories, but in a novel garb.

There is no standing still, Life goes on, and is always bringing forth its Realities, which Way soever it goeth.

I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.

woman marries, falls out of love with her husband after a time, and then if a male child arrives, shifts her passion from father to son. Something

Aye. He was very nice there. The rest of my life'll be an anti-climax.

Nos pasábamos los minutos sobrantes cazando ratas, que debían de haber pensado que la desaparición de los gatos de la ciudad era la respuesta a todas sus antiguas plegarias, hasta que comprendieron que ya no había nada que comer en la basura.

T]here is nothing more difficult to carry out, nor more doubtful of success, nor more dangerous to handle, than to initiate a new order of things. For the reformer has enemies in all those who profit by the old order, and only lukewarm defenders in all those who would profit by the new order."17

I felt I really wanted to back off from music completely and just work within the visual arts in some way. I started painting quite passionately at that time.

Turn and face the strange changes.

The truth is, of course, that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time.

The village is coming back, like it or not.

Then, from the most structured and supervised childhood in human history, you get spit out after graduation into the least structured young adulthood in human history.

Abilene had gone from boomtown to Bible Belt, from whorehouses to schoolmarms, without any of the intervening phases.

Asked why he thought Florian had left, Wolfgang Flür's reply was terse, but probably accurate: 'Too old, not necessary any more, enough money, especially no more flying: he was tired of all that. I think he should have done it earlier, much earlier.

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shackAnd you may find yourself in another part of the worldAnd you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobileAnd you may find yourself in a beautiful house… with a beautiful wifeAnd you may ask yourself, "Well… how did I get here?"

And you may find yourself in another part of the world And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife And you may ask yourself, "Well... how did I get here?" Letting the days go by...

I love the passing of time.

You may say to yourself: "Well, how did I get here?

Deep is the chasm between the centuries, but by bridging it a man may return home.

Death gives us a whole new perspective on life" Excerpt from my recent journal titled "My Thoughts On Death

Bioarchaeologists have linked the agricultural transition to a significant decline in nutrition and to increases in disease, mortality, overwork, and violence in areas where skeletal remains make it possible to compare human welfare before and after the change.

The modern era is the briefest but most turbulent of the three main eras of human history. Whereas the era of foragers lasted more than 200,000 years and the agrarian era about 10,000 years, the modern era has lasted just 250 years. Yet during this brief era change has been more rapid and more fundamental than ever before; indeed, populations have grown so fast that 20 percent of all humans may have lived during just these two and a half centuries.

Why does death engender fear? Because death meant change, a change greater then we have ever known, and because death was indeed a mirror that made us see ourselves as never before. A mirror that we should cover, as people in olden days covered mirrors when someone died, for fear of an evil. For with all our care and pain for those who had gone, it was ourselves too we felt the agony for. Perhaps ourselves above all.