Change quotes, with sources

As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew.

The journey of a thousand li commenced with a single step.

And yet in our world everybody thinks of changing humanity, and nobody thinks of changing himself.

Things do not change; we change.

You need a change of soul rather than a change of climate.

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.

Life is a series of surprises.

Decay is another kind of growth.

Loss is nothing else than change.

The river flows because its banks do not.

Birth is not a beginning; death is not an end.

Love which is not always springing is always dying.

The sky never changes; it is the cloud that is changing.

All things are change, yet we need not fear anything new.

Small beginnings seem to be the rule in all provinces of life.

There are no fixtures in nature. The universe is fluid and volatile.

Is any man afraid of change? Why, what can take place without change?

Character is not cut in marble—it is not something solid and unalterable.

Loyalty to petrified opinions never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.

The partial becomes complete; the crooked, straight; the empty, full; the worn out, new.

People wish to be settled; only as far as they are unsettled is there any hope for them.

Change, but not destruction.

Permanence is but a word of degrees.

There is an endless beginning and an endless ending.

He that will not apply new remedies must expect new evils.

The man of to-day scarcely recognizes the man of yesterday.

Some one must take the first step, and assume the risk of it.

For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress.

There is a constant becoming; there was no beginning, there can be no ending.

One must still have chaos in one, to give birth to a dancing star.

Water shapes its course according to the nature of the ground over which it flows.

This old, old day of our earth is born again and again every morning.

Everyone has to build anew his sky of hope and peace.

The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings.

Through the disintegration of the old, re-creation becomes possible.

The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.

Yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.

But memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs a while in the wind and then is heard no more.