It’s much easier . . . to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.
Everything with a breath is able to create and make a change as long as there is a chance, a wish and need for.
Immeasurable change is nobody’s merit.
If you think you’re too small to have an impact, try going to bed with a mosquito in the room.
When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
I was not one man only but the steady advance hour after hour of an army in close formation, in which there appeared, according to the moment, impassioned men, indifferent men, jealous men.
It’s weird how much people change. … It’s kind of sad, if you think about it. Like there’s no continuity in people at all. Like something ruptures when you hit twelve, or thirteen, or whatever the age is when you’re no longer a kid but a “young adult,” and after that you’re a totally different person. Maybe even a less happy person. Maybe even a worse one.
Travel is costly yes, but it pays dividends too.
Like a small boat adrift in the fog, she caught glimpses during patches when the mist cleared of a world far away, in which everything was changing.
All that you touch
All that you Change
The only lasting truth