Quotes about Change
It is the fault of the orders, which are too rigid. There is no allowance for a change in circumstance.
— Ernest Hemingway
You could not go back. If you did not go forward what happened?
— Ernest Hemingway
But people do. They love each other and they misunderstand on purpose and they fight and then suddenly they aren't the same one.
— Ernest Hemingway
With so many trees in the city, you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. [...] Part of you died each year when leaves fell from the tress and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.
— Ernest Hemingway
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.
— Ernest Hemingway
That was called transplanting yourself, I thought, and it could be as necessary with people as with other sorts of growing things.
— Ernest Hemingway
Luck is a feast which doesn't stay in one place
— Ernest Hemingway
You oughtn't to ever do anything too long.
— Ernest Hemingway
He wants to in the whirl of his own weakness. But the river is coming. By being forced to change, he'll be powerful in change.
— Ernest Hemingway
No, he thought, when everything you do, you do too long, and do too late, you can't expect to find the people still there. The people all are gone. The party's over and you are with your hostess now.
— Ernest Hemingway
By then I knew that everything good and bad left emptiness when it stopped. But if it was bad, the emptiness filled up by itself. If it was good you could only fill it by finding something better.
— Ernest Hemingway
It is not basically a question of the size in repose, I said. It is the size that it becomes. It is also a question of angle.
— Ernest Hemingway