Quotes About Mundane

Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.

The '90s was a decade of mundane market-consumer nothingness where there was nothing coming up from the streets; you just had someone in an office deciding what was cool.

I had a mundane, happy childhood, without much struggle.

It's an ordinary day for Brian. Like, he died every day, you know.

We live very ordinary lives.

It became inevitable that television would address life's mundane problems because television itself is so mundane, part of the ordinary flow of time the way those problems are.

I've had such an ordinary life.

I'm really just an ordinary person.

Guess what? I am an ordinary person.

I'm just an ordinary person.

I think the ordinary is a very under-exploited aspect of our lives because it is so familiar.

I, who see the end of the world every day, and still I'm going on putting my clothes, and taking them off again, and eating and washing-uo the dishes and receiving visits, just as if nothing ever happened!

Commonplace things can be fascinating.

Minähän koen joka päivä maailmanlopun ja kuitenkin pukeudun ja riisuudun ja syön ja pesen astioita ja pidän teekutsuja aivan kuin mitään ei olisi tapahtunut!

the banality of the rational world and its street signs and lampposts asserted itself.

Once in a mental hospital, a person grows used to the freedom that exists in the world of madness and becomes addicted to it. You no longer have to take on responsibilities, to struggle to earn your daily bread, to be bothered with repetitive, mundane tasks. You could spend hours looking at a picture or making absurd doodles. Everything is torelated because, after all, the person is mentally ill.

My wife and I had an argument last week that was so stupid, that it bears repeating. My wife collects twist ties...welcome to my world.

I always wanted to be a photographer. I was fascinated with the materials, but I never dreamed I would be having this much fun. I imagined something much less elusive, much more mundane.

I am for the art of underwear and the art of taxicabs. I am for the art of ice cream cones dropped on concrete.

A philistine is habitually bored and looks for things that won't bore him. An artist finds things boring, but is never bored.

Sometimes life isn't magical, you see. Sometimes life is everyday. Its a trip to the keycutters in a rushed lunch break. It's the light, high rattle of a lightbulb's broken filament. It's your neighbour coming round to tell you you've left your car lights on. Yes rarely its something outer. Maybe it's the glance of a girl on Charlotte street, for example. But how long before a glance runs out? How long can you keep coasting on a look?

Sometimes what's important is dull.

Even poetry has its prosaic side.

A realidade é chata, mas ainda é o único lugar onde se pode comer um bom bife