Quotes About Evolution

And as it went on I set it against the background of that other talk, and as I matched the two together I had no doubt that one was the descendant, the legitimate heir of the other.

I am growing up,' she thought, taking her taper. 'I am losing my illusions, perhaps to acquire new ones

Even if one could state the value of any one gift at the moment, those values will change; in a century's time very possibly they will have changed completely.

Orlando had become a woman. In every other aspect, Orlando remained precisely as he had been

For a self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.

and let there be new forms and stranger

That was the worst of growing up, she thought; they couldn't share things as they used to share them.

Orlando had become a woman—there is no denying it. But in every other respect, Orlando remained precisely as he had been. The change of sex, though it altered their future, did nothing whatever to alter their identity.

If we pursue a spiritual path in depth, then it changes who and what we are. There is no turning back. We can only move forward.

Most of the dandelions had changed from suns into moons.

All religions are based on obsolete terminology.

Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the shoulder blades. That little shiver behind is quite certainly the highest form of emotion that humanity has attained when evolving pure art and pure science. Let us worship the spine and its tingle.

The spiral is a spiritualized circle. In the spiral form, the circle, uncoiled, has ceased to be vicious; it has been set free.

I was a daisy fresh girl and look what you've done to me.

I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.

The isms go, the ist dies, art remains

All we have to do when reading Bleak House is to relax and let our spines take over. Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the shoulder blades. That little shiver behind is quite certainly the highest form of emotion that humanity has attained when evolving pure art and pure science. Let us worship the spine and its tingle.

Today our unsophisticated cameras record in their own way our hastily assembled and painted world.

No matter how many times we read King Lear, never shall we find the good king banging his tankard in high revelry, all woes forgotten, at a jolly reunion with all three daughters and their lapdogs. Never will Emma rally, revived by the sympathetic salts in Flaubert's father's timely tear. Whatever evolution this or that popular character has gone through between the book covers, his fate is fixed in our minds...

This stood for the Evolution of Sense, his greatest course (with an enrollment of twelve, none even remotely apostolic) which had opened and would close with the phrase destined to be overquoted one day: The evolution of sense is, in a sense, the evolution of nonsense.

The evolution of sense is, in a sense, the evolution of nonsense.

Whatever evolution this or that popular character has gone through between the book covers, his fate is fixed in our minds, and, similarly, we expect our friends to follow this or that logical and conventional pattern we have fixed for them

And speaking of evolution, can we imagine the origin and stepping stones and rejected mutations of Time? Has there ever been a "primitive" form of Time in which, say, the Past was not yet clearly differentiated from the Present, so that past shadows and shapes showed through the still soft, long, larval "now"?

Then Van and Ada met in the passage, and would have kissed at some earlier stage of the Novel's Evolution in the History of Literature.