Klaus Schulze Quotes

There is nothing constant in this world but inconsistency.

Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.

The world's a scene of changes, and to be constant, in nature were inconstancy.

It's not very fashionable, but I love life, and I believe that things disappear and reappear and nothing ever solidifies, no matter how middle-class, housebroken, staid, and solitary someone's life seems to be. That, I think, is what I'm writing about.

Everything changes but change.

Everything changes.

There is nothing in this world constant, but inconstancy.

Everything changes every day.

We rest; a dream has power to poison sleep. We rise; one wand'ring thought pollutes the day. We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh or weep, Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away; It is the same: for, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free. Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability!

Things of this world are in so constant a flux, that nothing remains long in the same state.

Everything is in a state of flux, including the status quo.

Fluidity and discontinuity are central to the reality in which we live.

You too must not count too much on your reality as you feel it today, since like yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.

You cannot step into the same river twice.

A course never quite looks the same way twice. The combinations of weather, season, light, feelings and thoughts that you find there are ever-changing.

Fixity is always momentary. But how can it always be so? If it were, it would not be momentary - or would not be fixity.

Life is full of change and uncertainty. We know this. We experience it on a daily basis.

There is nothing permanent except change.

Stability is not the way of the world.

Nothing endures but change.

Existence is no more than the precarious attainment of relevance in an intensely mobile flux of past, present, and future.

There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.

History is a fickle lady.