Quotes About Repetition

Elmo doesn't grow. People show him something and he laughs. He doesn't learn a lesson. It's the exact opposite of what old "Sesame Street" used to do. Elmo has been learning the same lesson his whole life, which is that Elmo likes Elmo.

My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay. My name is Lemn Sissay.

It is much, much worse to receive bad news through the written word than by somebody simply telling you, and I'm sure you understand why. When somebody simply tells you bad news, you hear it once, and that's the end of it. But when bad news is written down, whether in a letter or a newspaper or on your arm in felt tip pen, each time you read it, you feel as if you are receiving the bad news again and again.

Troublesome things tend to remain troublesome no matter how many times you do them.

I told you," Count Olaf said weakly. "I told you I'd do that one last time.

One of the greatest myths in the world–and the phrase "greatest myths" is just a fancy way of saying "big fat lies"–is that troublesome things get less and less troublesome if you do them more and more. The truth is that troublesome things tend to remain troublesome no matter how many times you do them, and that you should avoid doing them unless they are absolutely urgent.

It is much, much worse to receive bad news through the written word than by somebody simply telling you, and I'm sure you understand why. When somebody simply tells you bad news, you hear it once, and that's the end of it. But when bad news is written down, whether in a letter or a newspaper or on your arm in felt tip pen, each time you read it, you feel as if you are receiving the news again and again.

He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. But

He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and

Es mucho, mucho peor recibir las malas noticias por escrito que alguien te las diga, y estoy seguro de que comprendéis por qué. Cuando alguien simplemente te da malas noticias, las oyes una vez y ya está. Pero cuando las malas noticias están escritas, ya sea en una carta, un periódico o en tu brazo con rotulador, cada vez que las lees es como si recibieses las mismas noticias una y otra vez.

Cuando alguien simplemente te da malas noticias, las oyes una vez y ya está. Pero cuando las malas noticias están escritas, ya sea en una carta, un periódico o en tu brazo con rotulador, cada vez que las lees es como si recibieses las mismas noticias una y otra vez.

Klaus became more and more tired as the night wore on. Occasionally his eyes would close. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over.

Se encontró leyendo la misma frase una y otra vez. Se encontró leyendo la misma frase una y otra vez. Se encontró leyendo la misma frase una y otra vez.

A lie told often enough becomes truth.

People never grasp the fact that they're going to have to go through the same thing again. They get to the sort of five-year stretch or the seven-year itch or whatever these tension points are that seem to be organic, built in, like the tide coming in and going out. It's like every time the tide goes out you quit--you move your house or something.

Nobody can offend you by telling a dirty toilet story. They can offend you because it's trite; you've heard it many, many times.

Those who rule us have brilliantly applied the maxim that the best defense against truth is the unswerving repetition of lies.

To quote Yogi Berra, it was déjà vu all over again.

Perhaps after all, for all our talk of change, redemption or personal growth, for all our dependence on therapists, religious faith or mood-altering drugs both legal and non, we're doomed simply to go on repeating the same patterns over and over in our lives, dressing them up in different clothes like children at play so we can pretend we don't recognize them when we look into mirrors.

England? The worst of all. You know, I do some business there, I have friends in England. Their flats are broken into constantly. The police come, they look around, they dust for fingerprints. Well, we know who it is, they say. Wonderful, who? The same ones who did it last time, they say.

I cannot think of it without sadness. I think of the day-long, intimate hours in her apartment with the same record playing over and over, phrases from it like some sort of oath I will know til the day I die.

ta-pocketa, ta-pocketa

ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa.

F]or though a very few hours spent in hard labour of incessant talking will dispatch more subjects than can really be in common between any two rational creatures, yet with lovers it is different. Between them no subject is finished, no communication is even made, till it has been made at least twenty times over.