I’m the kind of person who, if I like one song, will listen to all of the band’s work before moving on to another group.
Each employed immigrant has his or her place of work. It is only the taxi driver, forever moving on wheels, who occupies no fixed space. He represents the immigrant condition.
I remember when ‘I’m Moving On’ came out, and we got the response we did, I thought, ‘Man, this could be for real.’ That was the first time it dawned on me what we had.
I unknowingly accepted impermissible benefits from my summer landlord. I look forward to moving on from this incident and to supporting my alma mater for many years to come.
I love to fight, and I’m looking forward to being back in the ring, getting the victory, and moving on to challenge for the World Heavyweight title.
Anything I wrote before the age of 17 is probably worth putting a pin in and moving on.
At school, I was always the new boy, so I always went in for the school play. It was a way of breaking the ice and making friends with pupils and teachers for however long I had before moving on.
I started lower down the leagues with Coventry, so I’d had that taste of first-team action at a young age. I’d already played 40 or 50 games before moving on, and when I got to Norwich, I had to bide my time at the start.
I’m about creating a body of work and moving on to the next thing.
I started my career at the Wall Street Journal, before moving on to CNBC and NBC.
I respect traditions, you can’t walk all over them, but at the same time our world is changing. Life is about moving on.
If I want to pad the record, just fight pretenders, get a quick paycheck and keep moving on and racking up wins, that’s not something I want to be known for.
Obviously it’s hard to lose a coach; that’s not fun for anybody because you care about him and you have a relationship with him. But as players, we just have to keep moving on.
I can’t imagine life without Vogue at this point. People say, what’s changed? What’s different But it’s just part of growing up, meeting your soulmate and moving on with life.
Most visitors to Iceland tend to spend just a few hours in Reykjavik before moving on to the geological wonders beyond. I think they are missing out.
When I look back and think about how I played when I was 16, and moving on to my 20s, 30s, 40s and now 50s – to me, it seems like you gain more experience, you gain more technique, you get better.
You see stuff that is cheating, no question, and it needs to be sorted out. The biggest thing is moving on the shot by an opponent.
Every player, when you get released, you feel like you still have a lot to offer. And that team is telling you, ‘No, you don’t have a lot to offer, so we’re moving on.’
Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have – life itself.
I think it’s important to have closure in any relationship that ends – from a romantic relationship to a friendship. You should always have a sense of clarity at the end and know why it began and why it ended. You need that in your life to move cleanly into your next phase.
The willow which bends to the tempest, often escapes better than the oak which resists it; and so in great calamities, it sometimes happens that light and frivolous spirits recover their elasticity and presence of mind sooner than those of a loftier character.
Getting over someone is a grieving process. You mourn the loss of the relationship, and that’s only expedited by ‘Out of sight, out of mind.’ But when you walk outside and see them on a billboard or on TV or on the cover of a magazine, it reopens the wound. It’s a high-class problem, but it’s real.
I’m pretty horrible at relationships and haven’t been in many long-term ones. Leaving and moving on – returning to a familiar sense of self-reliance and autonomy – is what I know; that feeling is as comfortable and comforting as it might be for a different kind of person to stay.
What’s that line from TS Eliot? To arrive at the place where you started, but to know it for the first time. I’m able to write about a breakup from a different place. Same brokenness. Same rock-bottom. But a little more informed, now I’m older. Thank God for growing up.
Grief is never something you get over. You don’t wake up one morning and say, ‘I’ve conquered that; now I’m moving on.’ It’s something that walks beside you every day. And if you can learn how to manage it and honour the person that you miss, you can take something that is incredibly sad and have some form of positivity.
