Quotes About Progress

As we become the distant past, you become a future few of us would have imagined.

willyoupleasebequiet: are you ready? bluejeanbaby: for what? willyoupleasebequiet: the future willyoupleasebequiet: because i think it just started

Well, I agree that 'trial and error' is a pretty pessimistic name for it. And maybe that's what it is most of the time. But I think the point is that it's not just try-error. Most of the time, it's try-error-try.

Maybe that's what history is, you go from one I can't believe it the next. And sometimes the I can't believe its are good, and sometimes they're bad. But the sum total of positive ones always outweighs the negative ones.

If you put enough closets together, you have enough space for a room. If you put enough rooms together, you have enough room for a house. If you put enough houses together, you have space for a town, then a city, then a nation, then a world.

Slowly would be better than not at all.

It's always easy to blame other people for holding you back. But sometimes, the only person holding you back is . . . well . . . you.

He wasn't always like this. Nobody is ever always like this.

And here we are, so different from who we were on September 10th. And also different from who we were on the 11th. And the 12th. And yesterday. Sometimes you see the before/after. And sometimes it's as soft as saying hello.

Not everything needs to be said at once. Sharing truth is not the kind of gift that comes in wrapping paper—ripped open once and, there, you're done. No, this is a gift that must be unfolded. It is enough to start the telling. It's enough to have the beginning and feel like it's a beginning.

But for today it is working in this awkward kind of working. And that is enough for a beginning.

Nothing gold can stay [...] so I guess we'll have to be silver.

The truth is that over time, the vessel expands as well. You grow. Your life widens.

once time is lit, it will burn whether or not you're breathing it in

I am an adjective that is quickly turning into a noun.

transient, adj. In school, the year was the marker. Fifth grade. Senior year of high school. Sophomore year of college. Then after, the jobs were the marker. That office, this desk. But now that school is over and I've been working at the same desk for longer than I can truly believe, I realize: You have become the marker. This is your era. And it's only if it goes on and on that I will have to look for other ways to identify the time.

I guess I don't believe in a small break. I feel a break is a break, and if it starts small, it only gets wider.

You're on your own … until you're not.

Time is running out, but what is it running toward?

I'll go get the horse and buggy, you'll say. And I'll say, But I thought we were taking the hovercraft?

So even though it doesn't seem like anything's changed- things change all the time, mostly in little ways. That's how it goes, I guess.

Failure is always louder than success. But there is an accumulation of all the things you don't do wrong, and that becomes your confidence. You can even get to the point where that confidence lasts longer than the dance. Seconds at first. Then minutes. Then maybe it'll be there when you're walking into a party, or meeting people after a show. You know you have something desirable, and you know you can move.

Five years behind me, but somehow with his shit together.

Some days are like this. And the only way to get through them is remember that they are only one day, and that every day ends