Quotes About Transition

Sometimes, to pursue a new idea, the artist must forfeit his deposit on an old idea.

Learning is a lifetime process, but there comes a time when we must stop adding and start updating.

Evening, and home I go, commuting from a world that won't listen to a world that has heard it a thousand times.

Death is just another stage of life, although the one you kind of hope comes last.

You start making progress in life when you realize that you don't always have to resume where you left off.

It's sad when two people who could never part without a kiss come to the point where they never part and so never kiss.

It is easy to mistake being ready for a wedding with being ready for marriage.

Few can accept happiness if it means change. We want the life we have now, only happier.

Either way, things are a lot better — either a lot better than they were or a lot better than they're going to be.

Eventually you realize that your whole life up to now has been preparation, and you begin to suspect that the rest might be preparation, too.

There are days in retirement that are the waking equivalent of a dreamless sleep, if you know what I mean.

Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.

Everything is in a state of flux, including the status quo.

Change is inevitable — except from a vending machine.

Change is inevitable--except from a vending machine.

The team is working along at a certain productivity. Then new staff is added. Productivity plummets for a few weeks as the new people suck the life out of the old people. Then, hopefully, the new people start to get smart enough to actually contribute.

I say, why start from nothing if you can start with everything? We've already got a civilization.' 'No. We haven't. We're just living on the edge of someone else's, like fleas on a dog's back. If the dog drowns, the fleas drown, too.

eighteen-forties and fifties

It involves the passage to the new leader of something of the authority possessed by his predecessor, the general recognition of him as rightful head of the political community.

The First Decade

The rattle of plates and cutlery was the sound of empires falling.

Suddenly I wanted the earlier version back, but there was no retrieving it. When I blurred the lines to soften them it was as if she began to disappear.

By the time she reached her apartment in Clear Lake

No, not sure. But willing. Willing, finally, to lose what might be lost, willing to embrace what might be gained.