Quotes About Transition

Change is good, but dollars are better.

Everything is susceptible to change, don't fear it, embrace it, after all u can't go back but there's always a new chapter of life just waiting to be written.

Old hackers never die. They just go to bitnet.

Old programmers never die. They just branch out to a new address.

Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis [Times change, and we change with them too].

A dillar, a dollar,A ten o'clock scholar,What makes you come so soon?You used to come at ten o'clock,And now you come at noon.

Many people in Western Europe in the year 1000 expected the world to come to an end. But instead of ending, conditions of life - particularly in the Low Countries - began to improve.

The members of these communities know that they have passed on, and they think that part of their heavenly reward is to continue with their man-made forms of worship.

The great majority of people are sorry for themselves at the physical separation, not happy and glad that their friend has gone to a greater, grander, more beautiful life.

I understand there is a need for a stable and orderly transition to that leadership, but that people should give me the space to ensure that happens and that this debate is not best conducted in the pages of the Mail on Sunday.

It isn't falling in that causes you to drown, it's staying in.

The Japanese have a nice way of putting it: "The day you cease to travel, you will have arrived.

Let the story do its work in you, and when it is done then you won't need the story anymore.

Thus, any change you achieve is inevitably accompanied by inner conflict.

Y cuando tengas que pasar a la siguiente situación, persona u ocupación, lo harás sin ningún tipo de sobrecarga emocional, y experimentarás el gozo de descubrir que en esa siguiente situación, y en la siguiente, y en cualesquiera situaciones sucesivas, brota también la sinfonía, aunque la melodía sea diferente en cada caso.

The symphony of life moves on but you keep looking back, clinging to a few bars of the melody, blocking your ears to the rest of the music

Each morning comes along and you assume it will be similar enough to the previous one—that you will be safe, that your family will be alive, that you will be together, that life will remain mostly as it was. Then a moment arrives and everything changes.

Leave home, leave the country, leave the familiar. Only then can routine experience—buying bread, eating vegetables, even saying hello—become new all over again.

Just when we think we have a system, ...the system collapses. Just when we know our way around, we get lost. Just when we think we know what's coming next, everything changes.

This is life, he thinks, this is why we live, to play like this on a day when winter is finally releasing its grip.

We all grew up before we were grown up.

Why, Esther wonders, do any of us believe our lives lead outward through time? How do we know we aren't continually traveling inward, toward our centers? Because this is how it feels to Esther when she sits on her deck in Geneva, Ohio, in the last spring of her life; it feels as if she is being drawn down some path that leads deeper inside, toward a miniature, shrouded, final kingdom that has waited within her all along.

Sublimity," Hauptmann says, panting, "you know what that is, Pfennig?" He is tipsy, animated, almost prattling. Never has Werner seen him like this. "It's the instant when one thing is about to become something else. Day to night, caterpillar to butterfly. Fawn to doe. Experiment to result. Boy to man.

we begin as a microscopic electrical swarm. The lungs the brain the heart. Forty weeks later, six trillion cells get crushed in the vise of our mother's birth canal and we howl. Then the world starts in on us.