Quotes About Mundane

I happen to go for the simplest, most ordinary things. The extraordinary doesn't interest me. I'm not interested in psychotics. I'm interested in the person you don't expect to have a story. I like Everyman.

Yet each day that touches us, and every man in the world, is unique; irredeemable; over. And just another Monday.

Por lo menos su vida no fue otra cosa que la repetición de actos tan idénticos, tan sabidos de memoria, que se hacían imposibles de comprender.

I am fascinated by the dailies, what is daily.

I confess I found it somewhat insipid when I last went....it was all so prosy - so bonnety - so whisty and teacuppy - you see, the adjectives for it do not even exist, and I must invent them.

True freedom is moving beyond all clinging and attachments, whether mystical or mundane. It is not a moving beyond enjoyment of either, just releasing the tendency to make demands or have expectations regarding one's experience.

If, as has been postulated before, heroism happens when courage meets circumstance, what if the circumstances are mundane?

But there was an addictive element to fear. At home, you live relatively calm, placid, mundane lives. You go over there and live in mortal fear, and then you're supposed to come back home and be calm, placid, and mundane again. Human beings don't work that way.

it occurred to me what a simple thing reality is, how easy it is to make it work. It's just reality. Just housework. Just a home. Like running a simple machine. Once you learn to run it, it's just a matter of repetition. You push this button and pull that lever. You adjust a gauge, put on the lid, set the timer. The same thing, over and over.

I'd made it back to the land of the living. No matter how boring or mediocre a world it might be, this was it.

What do we talk about? Just ordinary things. What happened today, or books we've read, or tomorrow's weather, you know. Don't tell me you're wondering if people jump to their feet and shout stuff like 'It'll rain tomorrow if a polar bear eats the stars tonight!

She and I would trade books, talk endlessly, drink cheap whiskey, engage in unremarkable sex. You know, the stuff of everyday.

To me, spirituality is the everyday stuff which we're dealing with all the time. It's not going into some ecstatic trance. It's changing a nappy, or making a meal at the end of a very tiring day.

I feel like Shakespeare is so epic, in a way that sci-fi genre stuff is epic, it transcends the mundane, and it takes you to this place of real passion and real beauty.

Food not only connects us at the idyllic dinner table setting with family and friends: it is also part of our mundane, daily transit to and from work.

The immense majority of human biographies are a gray transit between domestic spasm and oblivion.

So often, our acts of service consist of simple encouragement or of giving mundane help with mundane tasks, but what glorious consequences can flow from mundane acts and from small but deliberate deeds!

In your outer life If you can feel Consciously and soulfully happy Even while doing Ordinary, mundane things, God will consider this Your real meditation

I could never bring myself to read through contracts or arrangements destined for my scrutiny and subject to my care. In truth this was not so much a philosophical mistrust for the worldly, the mundane and transitory—no, rather it was unpardonable infantile idleness and gross negligence. I would rather do anything than read through a contract.

Truth is hidden by the golden veil of the mundane. Pierce through this thin glittering sheath and know that you are the Sun

All truth is very ordinary.

She had long since lost the sense of her dresses and skirts and blouses; they were rote phrases of rayon and cotton that she daily intoned.

thus do strange things cease to be strange upon repetition.

We throw our parties; we abandon our families to live alone in Canada; we struggle to write books that do not change the world, despite our gifts and our unstinting efforts, our most extravagant hopes. We live our lives, do whatever we do, and then we sleep--it's as simple and ordinary as that. A few jump out of windows or drown themselves or take pills; more die by accident; and most of us, the vast majority, are slowly devoured by some disease or, if we're very fortunate, by time itself.