Quotes About Repetition

Life is like Friday on a soap opera. It gives you the illusion that everything is going to wrap up, and then the same old shit starts up on Monday.

Sooner or later everything you thought you'd left behind comes around again. For good or ill, it comes around again.

What Jack didn't understand was that no matter where he went, the same asshole got off the plane.

What's been tried once had been tried once before... and before... and before...

Life is a wheel, and it always comes back around to where it started.

History doesn't repeat itself, but it harmonizes, and what it usually makes is the devil's music.

Nothing screws with memory like repetition.

Those who do not learn the lessons of the past are condemned to repeat it.

Ka was a wheel; it was also a net from which none ever escaped.

It's like the old pie-in-the-face routine: it stops being funny when it starts being you.

There's an idea that hell is other people. My idea is that it might be repetition.

I don't believe that there's anything new under the sun. Oh, sometimes the glitter they sprinkle over the top of a thing changes, but that's all. What's been tried once had been tried once before...and before...and before.

Life was a wheel, its only job was to turn, and it always came back to where it had started.

Around and around it went, and what was round had no point, any fool knew that.

Chronic problems tend to come from chronic habits.

The wheel is come full circle.

I fell in love with flora of all types, especially ferns. Loved the sparse structure and repetition of shape - almost fractal.

That is what love is I thought. A possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you keep making over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.

My kids love Ibiza and we feel committed to it because we keep coming back to the same area. People recognise us in shops now and we have a social life here. We cook at home and have friends around.

The worst gift is a fruitcake. There is only one fruitcake in the entire world, and people keep sending it to each other.

Adam & Eve have been degraded, reduplicated forever, photocopies of photocopies, mistakes copied, magnified, augmented.

The human genome is a life written in a book where every word has been written before. A story endlessly rehearsed.

The law of probability combined with the law of large numbers states that to beat the odds, sometimes you have to repeat an event an increasing number of times in order to get you to the outcome you desire. The more you do, the closer you get. Or… basically, sometimes you just have to keep going.

Why do women always have to go over and over a situation until it becomes a problem?