#ge

Sometimes change was good. Sometimes it was even exactly what you needed. ↗

— Jenny O'Connell

#inspirational-quotes #change

Without change something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken. ↗

— Frank Herbert

#change

I slashed a wide arc with Riptide and vaporized the entire front row of monsters. Back off!” I yelled at the rest, trying to sound fierce. Behind them stood their instructor—a six-foot-tall telekhine with Doberman fangs snarling at me. I did my best to stare him down. New lesson, class,” I announced. “Most monsters will vaporize when sliced with a celestial bronze sword. This change is perfectly normal, and will happen to you right now if you don’t BACK OFF! ↗

— Rick Riordan

#change

Understanding is not absolutely final. What's now right could be wrong later. ↗

— Toba Beta

#point-of-view #time #understanding #change

The universe is so well balanced that the mere fact that you have a problem also serves as a sign that there is a solution. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#inspirational #life #problems #solutions #universe

Sometimes carrying the burden of an upsetting truth, and hiding it, is actually a gift you give to someone else. You bear that burden, so they don’t have to, in a situation where telling them will change nothing. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#care #honesty #love #moral #morality

You can overcome your fears, you cange change, you can make life into what you've always wanted it to be. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon. So hang in. ↗

— Susane Colasanti

#change

It was awful. It was, like, walk out to the woods, Change, stand there until enough time passed, Change back. It was about as much fun as taking a shit." "Nice analogy. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#elena #nick #change

Foolishness is more than being stupid, that deadly combination of arrogance and ignorance. ↗

— Paul David Tripp

#pride #change

Used to be he was my heart's desire. His forthright gaze, his expert hands: I'd lie on the couch with my eyes closed just thinking about it. Never about the fact that everything changes, that even this, my best passion, would not be immune. No, I would bask on in an eternal daydream of the hands finding me, the gaze like a winding stair coaxing me down. . . . Until I caught a glimpse of something in the mirror: silly girl in her lingerie, dancing with the furniture-- a hot little bundle, flush with cliches. Into that pair of too-bright eyes I looked and saw myself. And something else: he would never look that way. ↗

— Deborah Garrison

#poetry #women #change