Quotes About Transition

home videogame consoles had already made most coin-op games obsolete. After the OASIS went online, they stopped making

The half dozen GSS employees inside all avoided making direct eye contact. I could guess what all of them were thinking: Meet the new boss, weird as the old boss.

Retirement is the ugliest word in the language.

You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.

you can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.

There will always be men struggling to change, and there will always be those who are controlled by the past.

Sometimes you got to hurt something to help something. Sometimes you have to plow under one thing in order for something else to grow.

Perhaps one day tired of circling the world I'll return to Argentina and settle in the Andean lakes if not indefinitely then at least for a pause while I shift from one understanding of the world to another.

It's time to say goodbye, but I think goodbyes are sad and I'd much rather say hello. Hello to a new adventure.

No entrance without any exit, no possible society without a spacious graveyard.

Seen politically, systems follow one another, each consuming the previous one. They live on ever-bequeathed and ever-disappointed hope, which never entirely fades. Its spark is all that survives, as it eats its way along the blasting fuse. For this spark, history is merely an occasion, never a goal.

We ourselves are the last to notice that we are not making any headway. It is brought to our notice from the outside; former students suddenly emerge as our superiors. As we grow older, the respect we receive diminishes: the disproportion between our age and our position becomes evident, first to other people and finally to ourselves. Then it is time to retreat.

L'infanzia smette ufficialmente quando si aggiunge il primo zero agli anni. Smette ma non succede niente, si sta dentro lo stesso corpo di marmocchio inceppato delle altre estati, rimescolato dentro e fermo fuori.

I'm not that man anymore. No one can stay that way too long. That's why wars end and a later generation catches its breath looking forward and erasing what's behind.

He knew the time for burning and plowing had ended the day before, but there still lingered in the warm March air something of the new season. The smell of freshly turned earth and the odor of pine and sedge-smoke hovered over the land even after burning and plowing was done. He breathed deeply of it, filling his body with the invigorating aroma.

Philosophy is a state of fermentation, a process without final outcome.

What our lives but a series of farewells and returns, no?

For me, the person I was becoming when we left was erased, and another one was created.

In the twenty-one years I lived with my mother, we moved at least twenty times.

The night before I left my mother, I wrote a letter.

It' her life, and she' in the middle of it.

I know there are things I did in education that will never be reversed. I have not done that in film yet because I have only been here for about nine months.

Stand still. But not like Lot's wife." (From a talk on her book *Seeking God, Seeking Life*, (YouTube video), St Paul's, London, May 19, 2013)

Life Is Always in Motion, So You Cannot Be "Stuck