Quotes About Familiarity

And yet, when everything is alien the alien becomes familiar.

Familiarity could make you a stranger to yourself.

Another thing. Stimulation. Excitement. The kinds found in new places. Sometimes this can be terrifying, but it can also be liberating. In a familiar place, your mind focuses solely on itself. There is nothing new it needs to notice about your bedroom. No potential external threats, just internal ones. By forcing yourself into a new physical space, preferably in a different country, you end up inevitably focusing a bit more on the world outside your head.

A kind of timidity can set in with familiarity. A fear of change. We can end up stuck in jobs we don't like, in unhealthy relationships, with similar unhelpful attitudes. We call this the "comfort zone" but often it is the opposite. A discomfort zone, a stagnation zone, an unfulfilled zone

if you see magic often enough it starts to look normal.

I know my own face too well to actually see it. Familiarity could make you a stranger to

I know my own face too well to actually see it. Familiarity could make you a stranger to yourself.

W)e must - precisely in order to see the world and to grasp it as a paradox - rupture our familiarity with it, and this rupture can teach us nothing except the unmotivated springing forth of the world.

This solitude hurt pleasantly; it made me sorry, but I would not have traded it for anything. The ground smelled of the warm moisture of spring. Turtledoves landed in the poplars, pigeons were bathing in the shallow water, ruffling their feathers, splashing red and green droplets all around. A cowbell rang sluggishly somewhere in the distance. A familiar place, familiar colours, familiar sounds. I looked around: it was mine. I smelled the air: it was mine. I listened: it was mine.

Uvijek me ?udno uljuljkivala ta povorka rije?i o stvarima koje znam. U tom poznatom krugu kojim se kre?em, osje?am se siguran, bez busija kojima prijete ljudi i svijet.

You get used to whatever you get.

Who needs her here anyway, Dara thought, walking through the front door, that familiar scent of mildew, paste, old perfume. Who needed Marie's buzzy, antic energy, her nighttime pacing and her bad dreams, the way she used all Dara's tampons and ate all the sardines?

I knew him, but I don't understand him.

It's easy to love someone when they're all you know.

This book is for a black light, a bottom bunk and a hug, For a doorway, a pair of kicked-off shoes and the width of a kitchen table, And as ever and always, for a blue bathrobe, a million miles of legs and a whole lot of hair. Everything that came before you is a memory, but you are the real and constant thing.

As we kissed, it was as if I were returning to somewhere safe. We kissed, and it was like coming home after a long, grueling odyssey. Marcus and I kissed, and kissed, and kissed, and I never wanted to leave this familiar place again.

Because I know you.

As soon as it is seen, the extraordinary starts becoming ordinary!

The nice thing about being away from home is the feeling of excitement when returning to it!

The chorus of disapproval is like one of those formula songs that seem to hit number one all the time. You know the tune in a moment and it begins to bore you in two.

Los rumores de disconformidad son como estas canciones en la radio que siempre llegan a número uno. Te aprendes la melodía al minuto uno y te empiezan a aburrir al minuto dos.

He knew of me. He made a point to know me.

A gente ama alguém que desconhecemos, casa com quem conhece e vive com uma pessoa irreconhecível.

Strange as it may seem, horror loses its power to frighten when repeated too often.