Quotes About Repetition

The appropriate demeanor for a human is to feel lucky that he is alive and to humble himself in the face of the immensity of things and have a beer. Relax. Welcome to Earth. It's a little confusing at first. That's why you have to come back over and over again before you learn to really enjoy yourself. The sky is not falling.

oops!…i did it again saturday, april 2

What if we had a chance to do it again and again, until we finally did get it right? Wouldn't that be wonderful?

But I knew that I would have to live forever with what I did on that night of dying, and that if I chose to be a coward, I would have to repeat such cowardice over and over again in order to justify that it had ever occurred.

Politics is repetition. It is not change. Change is something beyond what we call politics. Change is the essence politics is supposed to be the means to bring into being.

If we do not remember those who have gone before us, we are destined to repeat the same mistakes. We walk blind through time.

You well know that if a lie is repeated often enough, in the face of the clearest evidence to the contrary, even the most level-headed of men start to believe in it. Falsehood easily becomes accepted truth.

Nous nous répétons d'ailleurs d'un livre à l'autre, et parfois même d'un chapitre à l'autre, mais nous ne croyons pas devoir nous en excuser, étant donné les droits du souci de clarté.

In response to my question, brother shook his head. "Then he's dead," I said. And repeated myself , something I don't often do: "Then he's dead." What is strange was that when I uttered those words, nothing happened. The state of the universe was no worse than usual. Sleeping the same old sleep, everything continued to wear down as if nothing was amiss.

Isn't that the definition of insanity? Doing the same thing over and over but expecting a different result.

It was superior, he believed, to show love to those one loved. But now, it seemed like one of the easiest things in the world Sam could do. Why wouldn't you tell someone you loved them? Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it. You said it until it ceased to have meaning. Why not? Of course, you goddamn did.

On the board, Mr. Beery had written "Those who don't remember history are doomed to repeat it." I wasn't sure if this was meant to be inspirational, thematic, or a joke about making sure to study.

Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it. You said it until it ceased to have meaning. Why not? Of course, you goddamn did.

Why wouldn't you tell someone you loved them? Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it. You said it until it ceased to have meaning. Why not? Of course, you goddamn did.

Why wouldn't you tell someone you loved them? Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it. You said it until it ceased to have meaning.

Why wouldn't you tell someone you loved them? Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it.

And she always wants to read the same book. And it's, like, the crappiest board book. The Monster at the End of This Book?

Love you," she repeats.

Why wouldn't you tell someone you loved them? Once you loved someone, you repeated it until they were tired of hearing it. You said it until it ceased to have meaning. Why not? Of course, you goddamn did.

But what we ought to fear is the kind of death that happens in life. It can happen at any time. You're going along, and then, at some point, you congeal. You know, like jelly. You're not fluid anymore. You solidify at a certain point and from then on your life is doomed to be a repetition of what you have done before.

I reread an observation by Willa Cather with a mixture of amusement and startled recognition: "THERE ARE ONLY two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.

People, like dogs, love repetition. Chasing a ball, lapping a course in a race car, sliding down a slide. Because as much as each incident is similar, so it is different.

Kakor psi imajo tudi ljudje radi ponavljanje. Lov za žogo, dirkanje v krogu, drsanje po drsalnici. Kajti tako kot je vsaki? podobno, je tudi razli?no.

I knew that once they identified her disease for her, once everyone around her accepted her diagnosis and reinforced it and repeated it back to her time and again, there was no way she could stop it. The visible becomes inevitable. Your car goes where your eyes go.