Top 1200 Nothing Ever Changes Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

I remember nothing of this, no ambulance rides, nothing. Nothing between switching out the bedside lamp and the sudden indignity of rebirth: the slaps, the brightness, the tubing, the speed, the urgent insistence that I be choked back into breathing life. I have felt so sorry for babies ever since.

For ever and ever, we say when we are young, or in our prayers. Twice, we say it. Old One, do we not? For ever and ever ... so that a thing may be for ever, a life or a love or a quest, and yet begin again, and be for ever just as before. And any ending that may seem to come is not truly an ending, but an illusion. For Time does not die, Time has neither beginning nor end, and so nothing can end or die that has once had a place in Time.

Often I think changes within my work have been seen as sudden changes or sharp changes, but for me they're not that sudden. They have been there in the studio, but not so much in public.

Nothing lives up to what you imagine. It changes, shifts, becomes something else.

In my opinion, nothing changes after you get married. If ain't broke, don't fix it.

Nothing happens for ages, and then all the changes come at once.

I realised nothing was permanently broken, I needed to take control and make changes.

If you walk out of the house and you feel like you look good, it changes the way you walk into a room. It changes your attitude and it changes your vibe.

The moral of the story is this: sometimes, to do nothing, to do nothing at all, is the sorriest thing ever.

Nothing comes ahead of its time, and nothing ever happened that didn't need to happen.

Since that time up until the present time, there have been progress, and changes all through the time. The changes have not come by themselves; these changes have come from the doings of everyone in the country.

Everything is in flux: everything changes; the body changes, the soul changes. We are capable of extraordinary self-transmutat ion and internal self-transforma tion.

You're burned into my mind forever. There is nothing, nothing in this world that will ever change that.

Nothing has ever looked like that ever in all of human history.

By the way, nothing I ever say, ever, has any truth behind it.

Science "says" nothing. People say things and knowledge changes.

Everything is a meaningless struggle against nothing and when people say that the world has become a better place that is a false development-optimism. Nothing exists which ever becomes better. Everything stays the same. Somehow, there is nothing. That is so sad. Nothing to come to. Everything is an illusion. A very sweet illusion.

Nothing else ever mattered to me, and you weren’t even real. All I ever wanted was you.

If you interact with things in your life, everything is constantly changing. And if nothing changes, you're an idiot.

The First thing to understand about the universe is that no condition is "good" or "bad." It just is. So stop making value judgments. The second thing to know is that all conditions are temporary. Nothing stays the same, nothing remains static. Which way a thing changes depends on you.

But that's a part of life; you're going through and nothing ever works out how you wanted. Nothing ever completed cleanly the way that you wanted. It is sloppy and messy, and when you think it's over, 'Oh great. We have a bit more to do.' There's always another bit of road ahead, even when you think you've gotten to the end.

To think that the world can ever change without changes in our mental models is folly.

Nothing ever got my pulse racing (in a good way) like hockey. Well, nothing except Beyonce, but that wasn't until I was twelve or so. Then, all of a sudden, it was like I opened my eyes one day and noticed that the world is full of beautiful girls, and I've had a hard time thinking about anything else ever since.

Technology changes all the time; human nature, hardly ever.

Few writers in history have ever been 'politically correct' (a notion that rapidly changes in any case), and there's no reason to imagine that gay writers will ever suit their readers, especially since that readership is splintered into ghettos within ghettos.

A lot of parts on television are static. Nothing really changes.

When you experience the emotion of sadness, there will be changes in facial expression, and your body will be closed in, withdrawn. There are also changes in your heart, your guts: they slow down. And there are hormonal changes.

In our changing world nothing changes more than geography.

Stardom's transitory. Nothing really changes except people's attitudes.

Nothing changes the gender equation more significantly than women's economic freedom.

Just having people saying no to racism on a commercial changes nothing.

Every 10-15 years, society changes. The thinking of a 10-year-old kid changes when he turns 20. Such changes can be seen in every aspect of life. People's preferences also change with time.

no work of art is ever finished, nothing is ever static, no performance is for keeps.

Writing is both bomb and bomb disposal-a necessary shattering of cliche and assumption, and a powerful defusing of the soul-destroying messages of modern life (that nothing matters, nothing changes, money is everything, etc). Writing is a state of being as well as an act of doing.

Simply stated, testimony-real testimony, born of the Spirit and confirmed by the Holy Ghost-changes lives. It changes how you think and what you do. It changes what you say. It affects every priority you set and every choice you make.

Nothing changes instantaneously: in a gradually heating bathtub you'd be boiled to death before you knew it.

When I start, I have a feeling for the characters, and maybe the shape of the story. Sometimes I might even have the last sentence in mind. But, no book I've ever written has ever ended the way I thought it would. Characters disappear, others come forward. Once you start writing, everything changes.

value exists only where there is consciousness. Where nothing ever is felt, nothing matters.

There is nothing worse than a life filled with adversity from which nothing good ever comes.

If there ever was a time that nothing existed, then nothing would exist now

Only the phoenix rises and does not descend. And everything changes. And nothing is truly lost.

You kill yourself and you make a big old sacrifice and try to get your revenge. That all you're gonna end up with is a paragraph in a newspaper. In the end, it does nothing. Nothing changes. The world goes on and you're gone. The best revenge is to live on and prove yourself.

History is an illogical record. It hinges on nothing. It is a story that changes, and has accidents, and recovers with scars.

...if anything matters then everything matters. Because you are important, everything you do is important. Every time you forgive, the universe changes; every time you reach out and touch a heart or a life, the world changes; with every kindness and service, seen or unseen, my purposes are accomplished and nothing will be the same again.

The pain, so unexpected and undeserved, had for some reason cleared away the cobwebs. I realized I didn’t hate the cabinet door, I hated my life… My house, my family, my backyard, my power mower. Nothing would ever change; nothing new could ever be expected. It had to end, and it did. Now in the dark world where I dwell, ugly things, and surprising things, and sometimes little wondrous things, spill out in me constantly, and I can count on nothing.

Technology changes all the time; human nature hardly ever.

Nothing changes the environment like one person deciding to love another, no matter what.

Don't ever feel that you have to hide who you are. Nothing good ever comes from keeping secrets like that.

Nothing ever truly dies. The universe wastes nothing, everything is simply transformed.

I think one must do the thing -- whatever it is (and it changes from time to time) -- that unites you to the flowing stream of the world. At any price, one must do it first. Otherwise one can do nothing, nothing at all. One is out of touch, out of grace.

Nothing is ever as bad as it seems. Nor does it ever last as long as you think.

If there ever was a time when absolutely nothing existed, all there could possibly be now is nothing.

I will continue to enforce all the laws, including illegal immigration. Nothing changes.

Even if it’s a dumb story, telling it changes people just the slightest little bit, just as living the story changes me. An infinitesimal change. And that infinetisimal change ripples outward —ever smaller but everlasting. I will get forgotten, but the stories will last. And so we all matter —maybe less than a lot, but always more than none.

If ever there were a time there was nothing, there would be nothing now.

Psychological type is nothing static - it changes in the course of life.

When you get old, everything changes - your body changes, your family changes. You can't do what you've always done, anymore. And, either you can complain about things changing - or you can be content. Instead of complaining, you can say: "Oh, yesss! Look at all this change!" You can welcome it.

So we do nothing? --Claire We do the best nothing you've ever seen. --Michael

Human kind has little or nothing to do with the recent temperature changes. We are not that influential

Nothing is ever lost by courtesy. It is the cheapest of pleasures, costs nothing, and conveys much.