#ere

I have never been especially impressed by the heroics of people convinced they are about to change the world. I am more awed by those who struggle to make one small difference. ↗

— Ellen Goodman

#difference #hero #change

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange A walk on part in a war For a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here ↗

— Pink Floyd

#change

Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had to kill because they pissed me off! ↗

— Sarah Ferguson

#wisdom #change

Status quos are made to be broken. ↗

— Ray Davis

#make-a-difference #status-quo #change

I cannot help fearing that men may reach a point where they look on every new theory as a danger, every innovation as a toilsome trouble, every social advance as a first step toward revolution, and that they may absolutely refuse to move at all. ↗

— Alexis de Tocqueville

#advance #cannot #danger #every #fearing

Some Things Never Change. They just Become Different. ↗

— Joshua Caleb

#different #change

In reality, everyone is good in bed. Close eyes. Shutdown brain. Pause as necessary. Restart brain. Open eyes. What's there to not be good at? Bed is the one place where laziness is rewarded. ↗

— John Dobbin

#brain #close #everyone #eyes #good

It may well be that we will have to repent in this generation. Not merely for the vitriolic words and the violent actions of the bad people, but for the appalling silence and indifference of the good people who sit around and say, "Wait on time. ↗

— Martin Luther King Jr.

#change #generations #good-people #indifference #repentance

But at some point in her passage, the trees began to change. They stretched taller, and the soft, pale bark darkened, roughened. She put her hand to a tree and touched the lichen growing dark green upon brown, and it felt like old cork, dry and crumbling. Here the sun mellowed, took on the cast of late afternoon, and the shadows seemed to fall a bit longer; the forest had sunk into a deeper silence, magnifying what sounds did arise. The sudden, quick crash of a fox bounding through the brush was as loud as the slam of a great wooden door. ↗

— Malinda Lo

#forest #wood #change

To be sure a stepmother to a girl is a different thing to a second wife to a man! ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#different thing #girl #man #second #stepmother