A Quote by Marcel Wanders

Nothing grows old faster than the new.

Marcel Wanders

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Faster Grows New Nothing Old Than

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Marcel Wanders
Dutch - Designer
Born: July 2, 1963

I lived on my own when I was living in New York City when I was 18, working on a show. And that definitely kind of grows you up a little faster than a normal 18-year-old in college, so I think so. I think I've got some street smarts.

Alexandra Chando

My life feels like a book left out on the porch, and the wind blows the pages faster and faster, turning always toward a new chapter faster than I can stop to read it.

Nancy E. Turner

Think they work you too hard? Think of poor Ali Sard. He has to mow grass in his uncle's backyard and its quick growing grass and it grows as he mows it the faster he mows it the faster he grows it. And all that his stingy old uncle will pay for his shoving mower around the hay is piffulous pay of two dooklas a day. And Ali can't live on such piffulous pay!

Dr. Seuss

The healthier a new venture and the faster it grows, the more financial feeding it requires.

Peter Drucker

Mathematicians seem to have no difficulty in creating new concepts faster than the old ones become well understood.

Edward Norton Lorenz

Well, Rush, look what happened? 9/11 happened, and we didn't know it in advance. That's right, we got hit, we got hit big time. We need a new agency to make sure it doesn't happen again, Rush." And that was the excuse for starting Department of Homeland Security. The government grows and grows and grows and grows, and what do we get? Little old ladies wanded, scanned for bombs and weapons under their skirts next to the incontinence diapers. A bunch safer.

Rush Limbaugh

Bandwidth grows at least three times faster than computer power.

George Gilder

You can tell the date of an old science fiction novel by every word on the page. Nothing dates harder and faster and more strangely than the future.

Neil Gaiman

A new friend is new wine, when it grows old, you will enjoy drinking it.

Alan Kay

We are chained hand and foot by protocol, enslaved to a static, empty world where men and women can’t read, where the scientific advances of the ages are the preserve of the rich, where artists and poets are doomed to endless repetitions and sterile reworking of past masterpieces. Nothing is new. New does not exist. Nothing changes, nothing grows, evolves, develops. Time has stopped. Progress is forbidden

Catherine Fisher

Moss grows where nothing else can grow. It grows on bricks. It grows on tree bark and roofing slate. It grows in the Arctic Circle and in the balmiest tropics; it also grows on the fur of sloths, on the backs of snails, on decaying human bones. ... It is a resurrection engine. A single clump of mosses can lie dormant and dry for forty years at a stretch, and then vault back again into life with a mere soaking of water.