No sensible man (among the many things that have been written on
this kind) ever imputed inconsistency to another read more

No sensible man (among the many things that have been written on
this kind) ever imputed inconsistency to another for changing his
mind.
[Lat., Nemo doctus unquam (multa autem de hoc genere scripta
sunt) mutationem consili inconstantiam dixit esse.]

Everything in life is connected somehow. You may have to dig deep to find it but its there. Everything is read more

Everything in life is connected somehow. You may have to dig deep to find it but its there. Everything is the same even though its different. Somehow everything connects back with your life. The faces in certain places may be different, but the situation is the same. Irony is a hidden factor that creeps around us in life, letting its presence felt only after it has left. Picture back to a year ago and the situation you were in. Look at how things are different yet somehow everything it still in someway cognate. Everything connects together to form the balance of life, to maintain structure. Change is and always will be inevitable, but everything is relative, and all the moments and times in your life will come back around again, you just might find yourself on the other side of the coin. Things are always changing, as fast as everything stays the same.

The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind.

The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind.

Things do not change, we do.

Things do not change, we do.

In a progressive country change is constant; change is inevitable.

In a progressive country change is constant; change is inevitable.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, read more

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.

To-day is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our Works
and Thoughts, if they are always to be read more

To-day is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our Works
and Thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue
always the same? Change, indeed, is painful; yet ever needful;
and if Memory have its force and worth, so also has Hope.

For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: 'If today were the read more

For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: 'If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?' And whenever the answer has been 'No' for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.