Tom Peters Quotes

We live in a pretty bleak time. I feel that in the air. Everything is uncertain. Everything feels like its on the precipice of some major transformation, whether we like it or not.

We are living toward incredible times where the only constant is change, and the rate of change is increasing.

A revolution resembles the death of a fading star, an exhilarating Technicolor explosion that gives way not to an ordered new galaxy but to a nebula, a formless cloud of shifting energy.

How is it that one day life is orderly and you are content, a little cynical perhaps but on the whole just so, and then without warning you find the solid floor is a trapdoor and you are now in another place whose geography is uncertain and whose customs are strange?

The map of the world is always changing; sometimes it happens overnight. All it takes is the blink of an eye, the squeeze of a trigger, a sudden gust of wind. Wake up and your life is perched on a precipice; fall asleep, it swallows you whole.

So this is what insanity is. Not goofy behavior, but watching a sudden change in the world you used to know.

All great changes are preceded by chaos.

The music business, or what's left of it, is obviously a very - it's like a wild west now.

We are reinventing the world. We've set the ball spinning with little concern for where and how it's going to stop.

Change is rarely comfortable.

Events are moving so fast and what in one moment seems impossible, the next is happening. I'm sure historians will, in time, provide theories and analysis, but for now I think most of us simply want the tide stemmed.

Our trust in the future has lost its innocence. We know now that anything can happen from one minute to the next. Politics, religion, economics, and the institutions of family and community all have become abruptly unsure.

The world that we all knew before, could wake up in feeling safe... now it seems that everything has been turned upside down.

So give me a turbulent world as opposed to a quiet world and I'll take the turbulent one.

The interval between the decay of the old and the formation and establishment of the new constitutes a period of transition which must always necessarily be one of uncertainty, confusion, error, and wild and fierce fanaticism.

Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth.

I think frankly when it comes to chaos you ain't seen nothing yet.

All that is solid melts into air. All fixed, fast-frozen relations, with their train of ancient and venerable prejudices and opinions, are swept away, all new-formed ones become antiquated before they can ossify.

The only stable thing seems to be perpetual change, where our certainties are crumbling one after the other …

It is not new and it is not order.

Every thinker puts some portion of an apparently stable world in peril and no one can wholly predict what will emerge in its place.

There is a feeling that events are in the air; all that is unpredictable is their timing. Perhaps we shall see several more years of peace, but it is equally possible that overnight some tremendous upheaval will happen.

People are tired of constant movement, improvisation, and wild scrambling when plans fail.

Sometimes you got to mess stuff up to get change going.

Nothing ever stays the same for very long in my life.