Quotes About Cycle

History repeats itself. The first time as tragedy. The second time as farce. The third time as tourist trap.

The same things are done by us, over and over, with terrible predictability. One may be forgiven, in view of this, for wishing at least to associate with beauty.

what are the generations for, please explain to me? Only to repeat fear and desire without a change? This cannot be what the thing is for, over and over and over. Any good man will try to break the cycle.

the anchor man thrown overboard has simply rooted us in history's repeating cycle

La vie oscille, comme un pendule, de la souffrance à l'ennui

Wer lebt Man sieht die Blumen welken Und die Blätter fallen, aber man sieht auch die Früchte reifen und die Knospen keimen. Das Leben gehört den Lebendigen an und wer lebt, muss auf Wechsel gefasst sein.

Der Tod ist nur ein Trick der Natur, um viel Leben zu haben.

Our passions are, in truth, like the phoenix. When the old one burns away, the new one rises out of its ashes at once.

Des Menschen Seele Gleicht dem Wasser: Vom Himmel kommt es, Zum Himmel steigt es, Und wieder nieder Zur Erde muss es. Ewig wechselnd.

These good results encourage greater compliance, which leads to even better results. In this way, the positive cycle is perpetuated.

The seasons are no longer what they once were, But it is the nature of things to be seen only once, As they happen along, bumping into other things, getting along Somehow.

What's different now is that while political leaders used to give talking points to talk radio, now talk-radio hosts are giving talking points to political leaders. It's all part of the suffocating spin cycle we're in. In media, politics and publishing, the conventional wisdom is to play to this base.

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations.

Po motin? mirties laikas dažnai padvigubina arba padidina greit?.

Krebs cycle, discovered in 1937 by Hans Krebs but invented over millions of years of evolution at the dawn of life. It is the eight-stroke chemical reaction that turns fuel into energy in the process of metabolism that is essential to all life, from bacteria to redwoods.

How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.

Can I ever come back here' he asked, and the Woodsman said something very strange in reply. 'Most people come back here,' he said, 'in the end

la habitual rutina del bebedor: primero ira, luego sensiblería, tristeza, arrepentimiento, rencor.

Christmas succeeds Christmas rather than the days it follows.

And blood in torrents pourIn vain—always in vain,For war breeds war again.

Yesternight the sun went hence,And yet is here today.

Love is a growing, or full constant light, And his first minute, after noon, is night.

My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die.

Nature hath no goal, though she hath law.