moving

Link	Quote	Tags	Author
714a0fd	And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.	leaving moving	Sylvia Plath
b8ae8bd	She took a step and didn't want to take any more, but she did.	loss moving moving-on stepping	Markus Zusak
e2e6d5b	There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.	moving	Stephen King
dcc5569	Once you'd resolved to go, there was nothing to it at all.	moving traveling	Jeannette Walls
e4ea0ac	O love, O fire! once he dre	deep elegant emotional inspirational literature moving	Alfred Lord Tennyson
324cbba	She was remorseless, but she lacked method.	howl-s moving	Diana Wynne Jones
66cce1c	"Aunt Petunia burst into tears. Hestia Jones gave her an approving look that changed to outrage as Aunt Petunia ran forward and embraced Dudley rather than Harry. 'S-so sweet, Dudders...' she sobbed into his massive chest. 'S-such a lovely b-boy...s-saying thank you...' 'But he hadn't said thank you at all!' said Hestia indignantly. 'He only said he didn't think Harry was a waste of space!' 'Yeah, but coming from Dudley that's like "I love you."	dudley forgive forgivingness harry-potter moving thank-you	J.K. Rowling
7fcc545	Yes, it was too late, and Sabina knew she would leave Paris, move on, and on again, because were she to die here they would cover her up with a stone, and in the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable.	death moving wandering	Milan Kundera
855159a	Settling into a new country is like getting used to a new pair of shoes. At first they pinch a little, but you like the way they look, so you carry on. The longer you have them, the more comfortable they become. Until one day without realizing it you reach a glorious plateau. Wearing those shoes is like wearing no shoes at all. The more scuffed they get, the more you love them and the more you can't imagine life without them.	moving	Tahir Shah
6a6d0b1	It's hard to give up the being together with someone.	friendship giving-up love moving moving-on relationship	Lois Lowry
ebccc9d	People around the world were moving from one place to another. No one was staying.	moving the-world traveling	Jonathan Safran Foer
bec2777	The ocean was one of the greatest things he had ever seen in his life--bigger and deeper than anything he had imagined. It changed its color and shape and expression according to time and place and weather. It aroused a deep sadness in his heart, and at the same time it brought his heart peace and comfort.	life-changing moody moving ocean vastness	Haruki Murakami
46197b3	Bad, or good, as it happens to be, that is what it is to exist! . . . It is as though I have been silent and fuddled with sleep all my life. In spite of all, I know now that at least it is better to go always towards the summer, towards those burning seas of light; to sit at night in the forecastle lost in an unfamiliar dream, when the spirit becomes filled with stars, instead of wounds, and good and compassionate and tender. To sail into an unknown spring, or receive one's baptism on storm's promontory, where the solitary albatross heels over in the gale, and at last come to land. To know the earth under one's foot and go, in wild delight, ways where there is water.	growth inspiration moving moving-forward sailing sea searching-and-finding travel	Malcolm Lowry
ea340b9	It's easier to die than to move ... at least for the Other Side you don't need trunks.	death moving	Wallace Stegner
f9cd816	For a time, then, we stay. For a time. Till the changes.	moving travel	Joanne Harris
de1c914	"You're innocent until proven guilty," Mandy exclaimed, unable to hide her gleeful smile. She missed the way people used to have normal conversations, used to be more caring for each other than themselves, back in the Seventies and Eighties. These days, she realized, neighbors kept to themselves, their kids kept to themselves, nobody talked to each other anymore. They went to work, went shopping and shut themselves up at home in front of glowing computer screens and cellphones... but maybe the nostalgic, better times in her life would stay buried, maybe the world would never be what it was. In the 21st century music was bad, movies were bad, society was failing and there were very few intelligent people left who missed the way things used to be... maybe though, Mandy could change things. Thinking back to the old home movies in her basement, she recalled what Alecto had told her. "We wanted more than anything else in the world to be normal, but we failed." The 1960's and 1970's were very strange times, but Mandy missed it all, she missed the days when Super-8 was the popular film type, when music had lyrics that made you think, when movies had powerful meanings instead of bad comedy and when people would just walk to a friend's house for the afternoon instead of texting in bed all day. She missed soda fountains and department stores and non-biodegradable plastic grocery bags, she wished cellphones, bad pop music and LED lights didn't exist... she hated how everything had a diagnosis or pill now, how people who didn't fit in with modern, lazy society were just prescribed medications without a second thought... she hated how old, reliable cars were replaced with cheap hybrid vehicles... she hated how everything could be done online, so that people could just ignore each other... the world was becoming much more convenient, but at the same time, less human, and her teenage life was considered nostalgic history now. Hanging her head low, avoiding the slightly confused stare of the cab driver through the rear view mirror, she started crying uncontrollably, her tears soaking the collar of her coat as the sun blared through the windows in a warm light."	canada cape-breton cars convenient crazy crying death digital dying earth environment gone grief insane leaving-home lonely loss medications mental-illness misery moving nostalgia nova-scotia old-school reporter retro sad stop stuck taxi trapped	Rebecca McNutt
be67ef2	This is my home, Cape Breton is my home, and I don't know if I really want to leave it as much as I might think and I'm sort of scared to leave it all behind, everything I've lived with, I have so many memories of all the things I've done here and I'm afraid if I leave, I might lose all my memories...	cape-breton home leaving loss memory moving nostalgia nova-scotia remember scared scary travel	Rebecca McNutt
3bc2625	Buy a house in a foreign country and, it seems, that anything which can go wrong usually does.	moving	Tahir Shah
9c3e05d	Originally, the cellar served primarily as a coal store. Today it holds the boiler, idle suitcases, out-of-season sporting equipment, and many sealed cardboard boxes that are almost never opened but are always carefully transferred from house to house with every move in the belief that one day someone might want some baby clothes that have been kept in a box for twenty-five years.	cellar hoarding moving storage	Bill Bryson
51f15e9	Momma used to say, you got to know when to move. More important than knowing when to stay put.	moving moving-on moving-on-and-letting-go not-looking-back	Joyce Carol Oates
c2b565b	People get rid of plenty when they move--sometimes they're changing not just places but personalities.	castoffs furniture interior-decorating life lives moving personality	Colson Whitehead

714a0fd

And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.

leaving moving

Sylvia Plath

b8ae8bd

She took a step and didn't want to take any more, but she did.

loss moving moving-on stepping

Markus Zusak

e2e6d5b

There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.

moving

Stephen King

dcc5569

Once you'd resolved to go, there was nothing to it at all.

moving traveling

Jeannette Walls

e4ea0ac

O love, O fire! once he dre

deep elegant emotional inspirational literature moving

Alfred Lord Tennyson

324cbba

She was remorseless, but she lacked method.

howl-s moving

Diana Wynne Jones

66cce1c

"Aunt Petunia burst into tears. Hestia Jones gave her an approving look that changed to outrage as Aunt Petunia ran forward and embraced Dudley rather than Harry. 'S-so sweet, Dudders...' she sobbed into his massive chest. 'S-such a lovely b-boy...s-saying thank you...' 'But he hadn't said thank you at all!' said Hestia indignantly. 'He only said he didn't think Harry was a waste of space!' 'Yeah, but coming from Dudley that's like "I love you."

dudley forgive forgivingness harry-potter moving thank-you

J.K. Rowling

7fcc545

Yes, it was too late, and Sabina knew she would leave Paris, move on, and on again, because were she to die here they would cover her up with a stone, and in the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable.

death moving wandering

Milan Kundera

855159a

Settling into a new country is like getting used to a new pair of shoes. At first they pinch a little, but you like the way they look, so you carry on. The longer you have them, the more comfortable they become. Until one day without realizing it you reach a glorious plateau. Wearing those shoes is like wearing no shoes at all. The more scuffed they get, the more you love them and the more you can't imagine life without them.

moving

Tahir Shah

6a6d0b1

It's hard to give up the being together with someone.

friendship giving-up love moving moving-on relationship

Lois Lowry

ebccc9d

People around the world were moving from one place to another. No one was staying.

moving the-world traveling

Jonathan Safran Foer

bec2777

The ocean was one of the greatest things he had ever seen in his life--bigger and deeper than anything he had imagined. It changed its color and shape and expression according to time and place and weather. It aroused a deep sadness in his heart, and at the same time it brought his heart peace and comfort.

life-changing moody moving ocean vastness

Haruki Murakami

46197b3

Bad, or good, as it happens to be, that is what it is to exist! . . . It is as though I have been silent and fuddled with sleep all my life. In spite of all, I know now that at least it is better to go always towards the summer, towards those burning seas of light; to sit at night in the forecastle lost in an unfamiliar dream, when the spirit becomes filled with stars, instead of wounds, and good and compassionate and tender. To sail into an unknown spring, or receive one's baptism on storm's promontory, where the solitary albatross heels over in the gale, and at last come to land. To know the earth under one's foot and go, in wild delight, ways where there is water.

growth inspiration moving moving-forward sailing sea searching-and-finding travel

Malcolm Lowry

ea340b9

It's easier to die than to move ... at least for the Other Side you don't need trunks.

death moving

Wallace Stegner

f9cd816

For a time, then, we stay. For a time. Till the changes.

moving travel

Joanne Harris

de1c914

"You're innocent until proven guilty," Mandy exclaimed, unable to hide her gleeful smile. She missed the way people used to have normal conversations, used to be more caring for each other than themselves, back in the Seventies and Eighties. These days, she realized, neighbors kept to themselves, their kids kept to themselves, nobody talked to each other anymore. They went to work, went shopping and shut themselves up at home in front of glowing computer screens and cellphones... but maybe the nostalgic, better times in her life would stay buried, maybe the world would never be what it was. In the 21st century music was bad, movies were bad, society was failing and there were very few intelligent people left who missed the way things used to be... maybe though, Mandy could change things. Thinking back to the old home movies in her basement, she recalled what Alecto had told her. "We wanted more than anything else in the world to be normal, but we failed." The 1960's and 1970's were very strange times, but Mandy missed it all, she missed the days when Super-8 was the popular film type, when music had lyrics that made you think, when movies had powerful meanings instead of bad comedy and when people would just walk to a friend's house for the afternoon instead of texting in bed all day. She missed soda fountains and department stores and non-biodegradable plastic grocery bags, she wished cellphones, bad pop music and LED lights didn't exist... she hated how everything had a diagnosis or pill now, how people who didn't fit in with modern, lazy society were just prescribed medications without a second thought... she hated how old, reliable cars were replaced with cheap hybrid vehicles... she hated how everything could be done online, so that people could just ignore each other... the world was becoming much more convenient, but at the same time, less human, and her teenage life was considered nostalgic history now. Hanging her head low, avoiding the slightly confused stare of the cab driver through the rear view mirror, she started crying uncontrollably, her tears soaking the collar of her coat as the sun blared through the windows in a warm light."

canada cape-breton cars convenient crazy crying death digital dying earth environment gone grief insane leaving-home lonely loss medications mental-illness misery moving nostalgia nova-scotia old-school reporter retro sad stop stuck taxi trapped

Rebecca McNutt

be67ef2

This is my home, Cape Breton is my home, and I don't know if I really want to leave it as much as I might think and I'm sort of scared to leave it all behind, everything I've lived with, I have so many memories of all the things I've done here and I'm afraid if I leave, I might lose all my memories...

cape-breton home leaving loss memory moving nostalgia nova-scotia remember scared scary travel

Rebecca McNutt

3bc2625

Buy a house in a foreign country and, it seems, that anything which can go wrong usually does.

moving

Tahir Shah

9c3e05d

Originally, the cellar served primarily as a coal store. Today it holds the boiler, idle suitcases, out-of-season sporting equipment, and many sealed cardboard boxes that are almost never opened but are always carefully transferred from house to house with every move in the belief that one day someone might want some baby clothes that have been kept in a box for twenty-five years.

cellar hoarding moving storage

Bill Bryson

51f15e9

Momma used to say, you got to know when to move. More important than knowing when to stay put.

moving moving-on moving-on-and-letting-go not-looking-back

Joyce Carol Oates

c2b565b

People get rid of plenty when they move--sometimes they're changing not just places but personalities.

castoffs furniture interior-decorating life lives moving personality

Colson Whitehead