Quotes About Transition

I came of age in the Sixties, when there were chances, when it was all there waiting. Now they seep out of school – to what? To nothing, to fuck-all. The young (you can see it in their faces), the stegosaurus-rugged no-hopers, the parrot-crested blankies – they've come up with an appropriate response to this, which is: nothing. Which is nothing, which is fuck-all. The dole-queue starts at the exit to the playground.

I think: you deserve to be what you are if you could bear to get that way. You must have seen it coming. And now there's nothing for you here.

What could never be endured, it turned out, was the last swathe of time before sleep came, the path from larger day to huger night, a little death when the mind was still alive and fluttering. Thus

I try to like the way the world is changing, but there seems to be no extra room for me inside.

The father is dying, as did his (and as did his).

El tiempo se dirige ahora hacia algo. Se derrama hacia atrás sin que nada lo pueda evitar, como los reflejos en el parabrisas de un automóvil que corre por la ciudad o el bosque.

The new Government is a weak one—so far as ability is concerned and largely inexperienced. Political

Es kann sein, daß wir eines Tages aus unserer Alltäglichkeit herausrücken und in die Macht der Dichtung einrücken müssen, daß wir nie mehr so in die Alltäglichkeit zurückkehren, wie wir sie verlassen haben.

What we call happening, no matter whether in a narrower or wider sense, is movement, a becoming-other, a becoming.

History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.

We ain't what we oughta be. We ain't what we want to be. We ain't what we gonna be. But, thank God, we ain't what we was.

During a crisis period, a desperate attempt is made by the extremists to influence the minds of the liberal forces in the ruling majority. So, for example, in the present transition white Southerners attempt to convince Northern whites that the Negroes are inherently criminal.

You know there comes a time when time itself is ready for change.

There comes a time when people get tired of being pushed out of the glittering sunlight of life's July and left standing amidst the piercing chill of an Alpine November.

All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.

There comes a time when people get tired of being pushed out of the glittering sunlight of life's July and left standing amid the piercing chill of an alpine November

In the Seventies, there was Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody', in the Eighties there was Duran Duran's 'Rio' and in the Nineties 'Runaway Train' by Soul Asylum. We're Coldplay and this is 'Yellow'.

Our children are grown, we've enjoyed some success in our lives, and we're looking for something else now to fulfill ourselves....It's like being adolescents all over again, only this time we don't care if everyone likes the way we look or the clothes we wear. Or even if people like us at all. That nasty competition is over. I see this as a time to be who we've always seen ourselves as being, deep in our hearts.

Sometimes when we see that we only have a few pages left we slow down, savoring each word, staving off the inevitable.

Call me Mamaw. That's what the girls call me." He swallowed, touched by the offer, but shook his head. "I'm sorry. It's a kind offer, but I'm not ready to go that far yet.

In every life, there was death and rebirth and continuity.

Sometimes, he said, it is necessary to go back before we can move forward.

Have you noticed, she asked him, how standing still can sometimes be no different from moving backward? For the whole world moves on and leaves one behind.

He offered his arm and she took it. And the world was the same place. And forever different.