Quotes About Transition

insulation prevents you from making the change and finding the understanding you set out to achieve in the first place.

Quitting is better than coping because quitting frees you up to excel at something else. "Never

change is the first sign of risk.

Strangers Friends Customers Loyal Customers Former Customers

The industrial age is ending, and a new one is beginning. It produces art instead of stuff and it rewards gracefulness.

The first rule the music business failed to understand is that, at least at first, the new thing is rarely as good as the old thing was. If you need the alternative to be better than the status quo from the very start, you'll never begin. Soon enough, the new thing will be better than the old thing. But if you wait until then, it's going to be too late.

Industries don't die by surprise. It's not as if you didn't know it was coming. It's not as if you didn't know whom to call (or hire).

Things that grow don't grow forever—but that's okay, because the experiences we collect stick with us, and we get to take those experiences wherever we go.

hemorrhaging

Years have passed and how I am anxiously watching the twilight of my childhood, quietly sinking, never to rise again.

Dying is so simple. A fleeting moment of suffering. In the blink of an eye you are over the threshold, into another world. No more pain, no more fears. You sleep so well there. Dying is like rubbing snow together, setting fire to a whole winter of cold and ice.

It's funny how your life can come apart in an instant. How you can feel safe and satisfied one moment, and the next you're dangling over an abyss, no warning, no quarter. You're absolutely about to fall.

Suddenly, I'm lighter, only half of who I was.

Sometimes you have to fight for the past and sometimes you have to let go.

I wondered If things that might seem frightening could lose their hold over you. I wondered If we find the people we need when we need them. I wondered If we attract our future by some sort of invisible force, or If we are drawn to it by a similar force. I felt I was turning a corner and that change was afoot.

I didn't have to go. I could fade into the crowd, be pushed along through the tunnel, into the city. I could roll along in my bubble ball. I was used to moving, used to packing up and following along like a robot, but I was tired of it. I wanted to stop moving and I wanted to be somewhere and stay somewhere and I wanted my family.

And when she goes home,' Uncle Max said, 'to the place and the people she has romanticized all these months, she'll see that it isn't all she imagined. She'll be different, but they'll all expect her to be the same.

I cannot control who was going to come, and who was going to go, and who will stay my buddy, my pal, and who'll find me enchanting, and oddly I feel relieved.

She'd been torn, naked and defenseless, from a cocoon of privilege and power, with no skills for survival in this harsh new world.

I just sit there. The morning started out like crystal, but the day has turned to broken glass.

Fifth grade is probably pretty rocky for lots of kids. Homework. Never being quite sure if you're cool enough. Clothes. Parents. Wanting to play with toys and wanting to be grown up all at the same time. Underarm odor. I guess I have all that, plus about a million different layers of other stuff to deal with. Making people understand what I want. Worrying about what I look like. Fitting in. Will a boy ever like me? Maybe I'm not so different from everyone else after all.

Once you lose someone it is never exactly the same person who comes back.

sometimes I can feel it, the way we are pouring slowly toward a curve and around it through something dark and soft, and we are bound to each other.

He fell in love with her because I didn't suit him anymore - nor him, me, though I could not see it, but he saw it for me.