Quotes About Stagnation

Nothing happened, and nothing kept happening.

If you ask me, reincarnation is just another way to procrastinate.

We're all trapped. It's always 1734. All of us, we're stuck in the same time capsule, the same as those television shows where the same people are marooned on the same desert island for thirty seasons and never age or escape. They just wear more makeup. In a creepy way, those shows are maybe too authentic.

A happy past cripples people. They cling to it with nowhere better to go. Nothing to improve upon.

My gold­fish and me, both of us are just here swim­ming in one place.

Jump ahead ten years, and not much has changed. Ten years of ther­apy, and I'm still in about the same place. This prob­ably isn't some­thing we should cel­ebrate.

My goldfish and me, both of us are just here swimming in one place.

As young people, she says, we want something to slow us down and keep us trapped in one place long enough to look below the surface of the world.

You're going up and up and up and not getting anywhere. It's the illusion of progress. What you want to think is your salvation. What people forget is a

Imagine how you'd feel if your whole life turned into a job you couldn't stand. No, everybody

Nós todos assistimos aos mesmos programas de TV. Ouvimos as mesmas coisas no rádio, conversamos sobre os mesmos assuntos uns com os outros. Não há mais novidades. É tudo mais do mesmo. Reprises.

One of those towns where the country had moved on but this place stayed behind, as if it had found grim comfort in the fact it would never grow up, would never get better, and it was what it was from here until it was gone.

My everyday Appleton life, my phones calls to my father, my occasional beers with friends, my Saturday-morning jobs around the reservoir - what was all that, but the opiated husk of a life, the treadmill of the ordinary, a cage built of convention and consumerism and obligation and fear, in which I'd lolled for decades, oblivious, like a lotus eater, as my body aged and time advanced?

Boredom, passivity, stagnation: these are the beginning of mental illness, which propagates itself like the scum on a stagnant pond.

Weeks passed, but my Word-A-Day Calendar was stuck on motherfucker.

It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. It was safe, insulated. Familiar. An absense of emotion kept him sane. Or what passed for it.

And since beauty must be broken daily to remain beautiful, and he is static, his life stagnates in a china sea.

Early next morning there was a sound as of chains being drawn roughly overhead; the steady heart of the Euphrosyne slowly ceased to beat; and Helen, poking her nose above deck, saw a stationary castle upon a stationary hill. They had dropped anchor in the mouth of the Tagus, and instead of cleaving new waves perpetually, the same waves kept returning and washing against the sides of the ship.

There we stop; there we stand. Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame.

The distinct feature of everything extant is its monotony.

Era a todas luces una de esas mujeres cuyas pulidas palabras pueden reflejar un club del libro, o un club de bridge, o cualquier otro aburrido convencionalismo, pero nunca su alma; mujeres carentes por completo de imaginación; mujeres absolutamente indiferentes, en el fondo, a cualquiera de la docena de temas posibles de conversación en una sala de estar

For two hundred and fifty years the kzinti had not attacked human space. They had nothing to attack with. For two hundred and fifty years men had not attacked the kzinti worlds; and no kzin could understand it. Men confused them terribly.

I think computer science, by and large, is still stuck in the Modern age.

And they all have pretty children, And the children go to school, And the children to go summer camp, And then to the university, Where they are put in bozes And they come out all the same. - Malvina Reynolds