Quotes About Progress

Hacer progresos, no llegar a la perfección es lo que deberíamos pedirnos a nosotros mismos.

The artist child must begin by crawling. Baby steps will follow and there will be falls—yecchy first paintings, beginning films that look like unedited home movies, first poems that would shame a greeting card.

QUESTION: Do you know how old I'll be by the time I learn to play the piano? ANSWER: The same age you will be if you don't.

Any success postulated on a permanent artistic plateau dooms us, and it to failure.

Growth is an erratic forward movement: two steps forward, one step back. Remember that and be very gentle with yourself. A creative recovery is a healing process. You are capable of great things on Tuesday, but on Wednesday you may slide backwards. This is normal. Growth occurs in spurts. You will lie dormant sometimes. Do not be discouraged. Think of it as resting.

La vida verdadera se vive cuando ocurren cambios diminutos». LEÓN TOLSTOI

Well, all I know is this—nothing you ever learn is really wasted, and will sometime be used.

had been a year earlier. Looking back, it had been a year of growth. Paul's personality had enlarged, he'd gained further wisdom, if not salary

If it weren't for Julia Child, I might never have moved past brown rice and tofu. Worse, I might still be afraid of being less than perfect.

But I was made of nows, and my feet level on the promissory earth would not accept walking backwards and went forward, forward, mocking the ashes to reach the kiss of new paths. I Was My Own Route

We do not demonstrate against anything. Our group is about being for something, never against. No antis except on my family tree.

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Flaubert] didn't just hate the railway as such; he hated the way it flattered people with the illusion of progress. What was the point of scientific advance without moral advance? The railway would merely permit more people to move about, meet and be stupid together.

Had my life increased, or merely added to itself? There had been addition and subtraction in my life, but how much multiplication?

Perhaps the world progresses not by maturing, but by being in a permanent state of adolescence, of thrilled discovery.

The best form of government is one that is dying, because that means it's giving way to something else.

What is the easiest, the most comfortable thing for a writer to do? To congratulate the society in which he lives: to admire its biceps, applaud its progress, tease it endearingly about its follies.

We live in time, it bounds us and defines us, and time is supposed to measure history, isn't it? But if we can't understand time, can't grasp its mysteries of pace and progress, what chance do we have with history—even our own small, personal, largely undocumented piece of it?

In life, every ending is just the start of another story.

The past is something we can neither hold on to nor move entirely beyond.

Or perhaps it's that same paradox again: the history that happens underneath our noses ought to be the clearest, and yet it's the most deliquescent. We live in time, it bounds us and defines us, and time is supposed to measure history, isn't it? But if we can't understand time, can't grasp its mysteries of pace and progress, what chance do we have with history—even our own small, personal, largely undocumented piece of it?

Aeronautics did not lead to democracy, unless budget airlines count.

Why slum it where people were burdened by yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that? By history? Here, on the Island, they had learnt how to deal with history, how to sling it carelessly on your back and stride out across the download with the breeze in your face.

I can't do anything to you now, but time can. Time will tell. It always does.