Quotes About Repetition

Because supposedly those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it.

Then all you can do is get lost in the tiny de­tails of ev­ery day do­ing the same tasks over and over.

There's an opposite to déjà vu. They call it jamais vu. It's when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.

When you travel a lot, you learn to pack the same for every trip. Six white shirts, two black trousers. The bare minimum you need to survive.

This is how it is with insomnia. Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. The insomnia distance of everything, you can't touch anything and nothing can touch you.

People in the outside world said something stupid with their every breath, and when they didn't talk their radios filled the gap with the copied voices of people singing the same songs over and over.

You get everybody telling the same lie and it ain't a lie, not no more.

The truth is you can be orphaned again and again and again. The truth is you will be.

In the sky overhead, it's the same sun watching us make the same mistakes over and over. It's the same blue sky..

La repetición es la madre de todos los talentos.

Se pueden repetir los mismos milagros una y otra vez mientras nadie recuerde la última vez

His name is Robert Paulson and he is forty-eight years old. His name is Robert Paulson, and Robert Paulson will be forty-eight years old, forever.

The truth is you can be orphaned again and again.

Conoce esa vieja frase que dice Aquellos que no recuerdan el pasado están condenados a repetirlo? Bueno, creo que aquellos que recuerdan el pasado están peor todavía.

The dreaming world, they'd think we were crazy. Those people still in bed, they'd be asleep another hour, then washing their faces, under their arms, and between their legs, before going to the same work they did every day. Living that same life, every day.

praising God is just such a safe thing to do. You don't even have to give it any thought.

There are only patterns, patterns on top of patterns, patterns that affect other patterns. Patterns hidden by patterns. Patterns within patterns. If you watch close, history does nothing but repeat itself. What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized. What we call random is just patterns we can't decipher. What we can't understand we call nonsense. What we can't read we call gibberish.

Brainless wasn't bad. Today, brainless was right up her alley. This world of grunts and clanking iron, the same tasks repeated mindlessly until failure, Mitzi loved it the moment she'd stepped through the door of the weight room. The Sisyphean repetition of lifting and lowering. Nothing represented life better than this endless losing battle against gravity. The grunts and cries that conveyed so much more than words ever could.

Je?li raz przekroczysz jak?? granic?, ju? zawsze b?dziesz j? przekracza?.

The insomnia distance of everything, a copy of a copy of a copy. You can't touch anything, and nothing can touch you.

Nós todos assistimos aos mesmos programas de TV. Ouvimos as mesmas coisas no rádio, conversamos sobre os mesmos assuntos uns com os outros. Não há mais novidades. É tudo mais do mesmo. Reprises.

He's heard tales of the Clone Wars -tales spoken by his own father. He knows how war goes. It's not many wars, but just one, drawn out again and again, cut up into slices so it seems more manageable.

What's come before will come back around again. Republic was the way of the world before, and it'll be the way again. And for a time everyone will cheer them on, and everything will be cozy-dosie, but there will come a time when things go sour and someone decides they got a better way of doing things.

He knows how war goes. It's not many wars, but just one, drawn out again and again, cut up into slices so it seems more manageable.