Quotes About Evolution

Better than the tread of mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.

This very slight change had worked a revolution.

Revolution cannot really be conquered... If you wish to understand what Revolution is, call it Progress; and if you wish to understand what Progress is, call it Tomorrow. Tomorrow performs its work irresistibly, and it does it from today.

If you wish to gain an idea of what revolution is, call it Progress; and if you wish to acquire an idea of the nature of progress, call it To-morrow. To-morrow fulfils its work irresistibly, and it is already fulfilling it to-day. It

Let that vile sand which you trample under foot be cast into the furnace, let it melt and seethe there, it will become a splendid crystal, and it is thanks to it that Galileo and Newton will discover stars.

To destroy abuses is not sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the wind is still there.

It was the beginning of the end.

Police chiefs don't think a cat can possibly turn into a lion; and yet, it happens.

Never, even among animals, does the creature born to be a dove change into an osprey. That is only to be seen among men.

The counterfeits of the past assume false names, and gladly call themselves the future.

It is the features of the years that makes up the face of the century.

O progresso é a vida permanente dos povos.

La historia de las ciudades se refleja en sus cloacas.

It is the lineaments of the years which form the countenance of the century.

Tu n'es encor que l'étincelle, Demain tu seras le soleil !

The landscape of a woman's soul could change as quickly as a world at war.

a family wasn't a static thing. There were always changes going on. Like with continents, sometimes the changes were invisible and underground, and sometimes they were explosive and deadly. The trick was to keep your balance. You couldn't control the direction of your family any more than you could stop the continental shelf from breaking apart.

They would always be a family, but if she'd learned anything in the past few weeks it was that a family wasn't a static thing. There were always changes going on. Like with continents, sometimes the changes were invisible and underground and sometimes they were explosive and deadly. The trick was to keep your balance. You couldn't control the direction of your family any more than you could stop the continental shelf from breaking apart. All you could do was hold on for the ride.

It's funny how things slip away, pieces of us, even.

June is spring, July is summer, August is autumn, and everything else is winter.

Life changes, whether you want it to or not.

Some years June is spring, July is summer, August is autumn, and everything else is winter.

Girls," she whispered under her breath, wondering why it was that adolescent girls simply had to be mean to their mothers. Clearly it was normal behavior; she'd spent enough time with her friends and peers to know that. So normal it was probably part of evolution. Maybe the species needed girls who thought they were grown up at thirteen for some bizarre, hidden reason.

But things changed fast. She knew that now. A horse could get old overnight and go lame. A friend could become a stranger just as quickly.