Quotes About Familiarity

One is never satisfied with a portrait of a person that one knows.

If you ask what the people here are like, I must tell you, "Like people everywhere!" Uniformity marks the human race.

Familiarity so dulls the edge of perception as to make us least acquainted with things forming part of our daily life.

For me, what fun means is finding novelty in the suffocating familiarity of ordinary life.

Aside from my work, in my everyday private life, I'm not a very adventurous person. I don't look for change.

I have known him nearly all my life, and I am going to marry him, so that there won't ever be a time when I shan't know him.

We're all really happy with what's familiar. But what's inevitable in life is change. That's what life is.

Every curve of his face was familiar, and also, I had never seen him before.

Touching him is familiar and unfamiliar. We have been here before. Also we have never been here before. For a moment, or for minutes, for hours, possibly.

He was a stranger in our family, even after all those years. WHEN

Love must confirm an old relation rather than reveal a new one

I guess you only know your home when you come back to it.

Knowing a large proportion of your fellow citizens was one thing; but when you recognized each other's pets by name, you knew you'd never get a Red Lobster.

It is true, as the champions of the extremists say, that there can be no life without change, and that to be afraid of what is different or unfamiliar is to be afraid of life. It is no less true, however, that change may mean death and not life, and retrogression instead of development.

Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of my door— Neither loud nor soft, But as long accustomed— Under Sorrow's hand?

A city man is at home anywhere, for all big cities are much alike.

The simple and familiar hold the secrets of the complex and unknown.

Do you know me?

Is not this the carpenter's son?

A prophet is not without honor, save in his own country.

Déjà Brew: The feeling that you've had this coffee before.

For a minute or two they remained in complete silence--the silence of people who know each other so well that words are merely an accessory rather than a necessity.

Always at the end they sit side by side again and pound the cushions, and slowly the room rematerializes around them. "Ah," he says, more quietly, his accent fading, the faintest touch of dread returning to his voice, "here we are. Home.

Ah," he says, more quietly, his accent fading, the faintest touch of dread returning to his voice, "here we are. Home.