Quotes About Repetition

Thus, one of the obstacles that lay in the path of the missionaries was partly overcome. A presentation of gifts seemed the obvious next step. Perhaps a carefully-planned, regular program of gift-drops, made over a period of time, would show the Indians that the intentions of these white men were friendly, and the repetition would gradually convince them.

The Lord did not say we should not use repetition. He said we should not use vain repetition. A prayer prayed from the heart of the child to the Father is never vain.

When someone is telling you their story over and over, they are trying to figure something out.

If you say something over and over again, it begins to lose it's meaning... Say anything enough times and it becomes gibberish.

Despair is a tedious business and quickly becomes repetitive.

finally realized that my fear was boring. Mind you, my fear had always been boring to everybody else, but it wasn't until mid-adolescence that it became, at last, boring even to me. My fear became boring to me, I believe, for the same reason that fame became boring to Jack Gilbert: because it was the same thing every day.

Later in life he reported that he had found his fame boring—not because it was immoral or corrupting, but simply because it was exactly the same thing every day.

Om Namah Shivaya. I honor the divinity that resides within me. ...I repeat it again. Again. And again. It's not so much that I'm meditating as unpacking the mantra carefully, the way you would unpack your grandmother's best china if it had been stored in a box for a long time, unused.

We're all related, after all, so there's going to be some repetition of creative instinct. Everything reminds us of something. But once you put your own expression and passion behind an idea, that idea becomes yours.

Be very careful, warns this tale, not to get too obsessed with the repetition of religious ritual just for its own sake.

We're all related, after all, so there's going to be some repetition of creative instinct. Everything reminds us of something. But once you put your own expression and passion behind an idea, that idea becomes yours.

The social world of Ibsen's plays is greatly restricted, enclosed in a narrow frame, cut off by the very geography of Norway; the long, dark winters make for social repetition…Everyone else you know is right there, so to speak. This small-town life has moral consequences always; the players live with the threat of trouble over the most petty matters.

It's such a dissonant name. Brid-get. Brid-get. Brigitbrigitbrigit. It almost sounds like a birdcall. One of those irritating birds that live in bushes and chirp repetitiously and ruin ones picnic. Not that I go on many picnics. Brigitbrigitbrigit.

Not for the first time, Ofelia wondered if humans had thought of anything really new in the past ten thousand years. Had they only wandered the stars because they were tired of their stale jokes and curses?

Everything has happened before - not once, but over and over again. We may not be able to solve our problems through what are pompously called the lessons of history, but at least we should be able to recognize the issues and perhaps avoid some of the solutions that have failed in the past. And we can take heart in our own dilemma by realizing that other people in other times have survived worse.

Nothing can be more infuriating than being forgiven over and over again.

Environmental history is, among other things, a lengthy account of human beings over and over imagining their way into a serious pickle.

Television is like the American toaster, you push the button and the same thing pops up everytime.

Everything of importance has been said before by somebody who did not discover it.

Now what we don't want is Facts. What we want is bewilderment. What we want is repetition. What we want is repetition.

I would kill you if I cared to. Understand how dangerous I am. I could make you die again; I am the being who is the essence of repetition.

the same old choirs of hours

which is a memory which happens again and again

so the thought goes on recycling itself