#change

If every life is a river, then it's little wonder that we do not even notice the changes that occur until we are far out in the darkest sea. One day you look around and nothing is familiar, not even your own face. My name once meant daughter, grandaughter, friend, sister, beloved. Now those words mean only what their letters spell out; Star in the night sky. Truth in the darkness. I have crossed over to a place where I never thought I'd be. I am someone I would have never imagined. A secret. A dream. I am this, body and soul. Burn me. Drown me. Tell me lies. I will still be who I am. ↗

— Alice Hoffman

#inspirational #change

I wake up and tear drops, they fall down like rain. I put on that old song we danced to and then, I head off to my job cause not much has changed. Punch the clock, head for home, check the phone. Just in case. Go to bed, dream of you. That's what I am doing these days. ↗

— Rascal Flatts

#love #change

Mother Dear, one day I'm going to turn this world upside down." --From My Brother Martin, by Christine King Farris ↗

— Martin Luther King Jr.

#determination #dreams #justice #martin-luther-king-jr #social-change

Othalas: Words. What are they but shadows on a page or howling on the wind? They are as ever-changing as the mists below us and it is just as easy to lose sense of yourself among them. I am older than most sorcerers so what I know may, indeed, be close to the truth. Magic, wyrd, words, dreams, they all come from the spirit. Within them lie both power and peril. For to misuse any is to warp your sense of self. To lie in words, or in magic, or in dreams -- that is how you become lost. The lights you see, they were lost long before they came to the Vale. ↗

— Robert Fanney

#fantasy #lies #lost #luthiel #magic

Even in the midst of flowing time, I feel languid, look, spinning around and around. I can't even see the heart that's leaving me, yes, I don't know I can't even get myself to move, I continue to be washed down the cracks of time. I don't know anything about what's around me, I'm just me and no more. Am I dreaming? Am I seeing nothing? My words are useless even if I speak. I'm just tired of being sad, I should go on without feeling anything. Even if I'm given the words I'm at a loss for, my heart just won't pay attention. If I move myself away, if I change everything, I’ll turn it black. Is there a future for someone like me? Do I exist in a world like this? Is this painful now? Is it sad now? Not even knowing myself. I'm just tired even of walking, I don't even understand people. If someone like me can change, if I can change, will I turn white? Even in the midst of flowing time, I feel languid, look, spinning around and around. I can't even see the heart that's leaving me, yes, I don't knowI can't even get myself to move, I continue to be washed down the cracks of time. I don't know anything about what's around me, I'm just me and no more. Am I dreaming? Or seeing nothing? My words are useless even if I speak. I'm just tired of being sad, I should go on without feeling anything. Even if you give me the words I'm at a loss for, my heart just won't pay attention. If I can move, if I change everything, I’ll turn it black. Does a future exist in wasted time? Do I exist in a place like this? If I want to talk about me, if I make myself heard, I'll say I'm "Bad Apple" Do I exist at a place like this? Do I exist at a time like this? If someone like me can change, if I can change, will I turn white? Am I dreaming now? Am seeing nothing? My words are useless even if I speak. I'm just tired of being sad, I should go on without feeling anything. Even if you give me the words I'm at a loss for, my heart just won't pay attention. If I can move, if I change everything, I’ll turn it black. If I move, if I move, I’ll destroy everything, I’ll destroy everything. If I grieve, if I grieve, can my heart turn white? I still don’t know about you, about myself, about everything. If I open my heavy eyelids, if I break everything, then turn black! ↗

— Nomico

#j-pop #touhou #change

What drew him back was something altogether more personal, to a history where, in the pain and longing of adolescence, he was still standing on the corner of Queen and Albert Streets waiting for someone that he knew would never appear. He had long understood that one of his selves, the earliest and most vulnerable, had never left this place, and this original and clearest view of things could be recovered only through what had first come to him in the glow of its ordinary light and weather...it was the light they appeared in that was the point, and that at least had not changed. ↗

— David Malouf

#history #past #personal-history #waiting #change

Dreams can change histories and songs can alter destinies- two ideas that on good days I believe wholeheartedly and on bad days I denounce as a bunch of bull. ↗

— Tiffanie DeBartolo

#change

I feel that all knowledge should be in the free-trade zone. Your knowledge, my knowledge, everybody's knowledge should be made use of. I think people who refuse to use other people's knowledge are making a big mistake. Those who refuse to share their knowledge with other people are making a great mistake, because we need it all. I don't have any problem about ideas I got from other people. If I find them useful, I'll just ease them right in and make them my own. ↗

— Myles Horton

#ideas #knowledge #sharing #thinking #change

So much of teaching is sharing. Learning results in sharing, sharing results in change, change is learning. The only other job with so much sharing is parenting. That's probably why the two are so often confused. ↗

— Esmé Raji Codell

#change

Preparation for the future was necessary, and he was willing to admit that the great change would perhaps come in the upheaval of a revolution. But he argued that revolutionary propaganda was a delicate work of high conscience. It was the education of the masters of the world. It should be as careful as the education given to kings. ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#education #revolution #change