#mutability

Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability. ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#his #like #man #may #morrow

— Even now, I can see the World wheeling on its axis . . . I shout at it: —                             CEASE. CHANGE, —                                                                           OR CEASE. The World says right back: — I must chop down the Tree of Life to make coffins . . . ↗

— Frank Bidart

#death #life #mutability #stasis #change

We rest; a dream has power to poison sleep. We rise; one wand'ring thought pollutes the day. We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh or weep, Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away; It is the same: for, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free. Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability! ↗

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

#emotions #future #life #mutability #past

Mutability of temper and inconsistency with ourselves is the greatest weakness of human nature. ↗

— Joseph Addison

#greatest weakness #human #human nature #inconsistency #mutability

When I was little, she thought, I wanted nothing except to stop travelling. I wanted time for each new thing, each new feeling, to be held properly in suspension until it could be joined by the next. Given the chance I could easily hold all those beautiful things together. I could be like a box in which they would be held new forever. Instead, everything aged and changed. People too. ↗

— M. John Harrison

#stasis #age

To take a photograph is to participate in another person's mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt. ↗

— Susan Sontag

#freezing #melt #moment #mortality #mutability

The more bare a life is, the more we fear change. ↗

— Graham Greene

#greeneland #life #mutability #change

The art of living has no history: it does not evolve: the pleasure which vanishes vanishes for good, there is no substitute for it. Other pleasures come, which replace nothing. No progress in pleasures, nothing but mutations. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#mutability #pleasure #art

Others may write from the head, but he writes from the heart, and the heart will always understand him. ↗

— Washington Irving

#the-mutability-of-literature #writers #writing #inspirational

A text is evolutionary by its very nature. ↗

— Reif Larsen

#text #nature