Quotes About Repetition

Outside the windows the cars swept past continuously, out of town, into town, lights ablaze, radios at full throttle. "I wither slowly in thine arms," he read. "Here at the quiet limit of the world," and repeated to himself: "Here at the quiet limit of the world. Here at the quiet limit of the world"… as a monk will repeat a simple pregnant text, over and over again in prayer.

A blow, expected, repeated, falling upon a bruise with no smart or shock of surprise, only a dull and sickening pain and the doubt whether another like it could be borne.

I wouldn't ask too much of her, I ventured. You can't repeat the past. Can't repeat the past? he cried incredulously. Why of course you can!

Benny McClenahan arrived always with four girls. They were never quite the same ones in physical person but they were so identical one with another that it inevitably seemed they had been there before. I have forgotten their names — Jaqueline, I think, or else Consuela or Gloria or Judy or June, and their last names were either the melodious names of flowers and months or the sterner ones of the great American capitalists whose cousins, if pressed, they would confess themselves to be.

I wouldn't ask too much of her," I ventured. "You can't repeat the past." "Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!

Can't repeat the past?' he cried incredulously. 'Why of course you can!

I wouldn't ask too much of her,' I ventured. 'You can't repeat the past.' 'Can't repeat the past?' he cried incredulously. 'Why of course you can!

The movies remind me of the Triangle Club at Princeton. I used to belong to it, and we always started out firm in our decision to create new and startling things. We always ended up by producing the same old show. In the beginning, our enthusiasm and ideals discarded as rubbish all the old fossilized plots.

You loved me too? he repeated.

My Lord, no man can stand prominence these days. It's the surest path to obscurity. People get sick of hearing the same name over and over.

there's novelty and there's the boredom of the eternally new, and the latter brings about the death of the former.

A swinging pendulum, back and forth, forever moving to arrive nowhere, eternally captive to the twin fatality of a centre and a useless motion.

Joe had been explaining things in the meantime. He said it was again the beginning of the unfinished, the re-discovery of the familiar, the re-experience of the already suffered, the fresh-forgetting of the unremembered. Hell goes round and round. In shape it is circular and by nature it is interminable, repetitive and very nearly unbearable.

He groaned to see that she was off on that topic. She rolled into it every few days like a train on an open track. He knew every stop, every junction, every swamp along the way, and knew the exact point at which her conclusion would roll majestically into the station

She was so mad she burned the corn bread three days in a row

He didn't have any use for history because he never expected to meet it again.

I think, as an actress, people get on your case if you do the same thing over and over again. But if you get too far away from that, people don't like that, either.

You'd walk by MTV an hour ago, and you come back, and it seemed like the same song was playing. I want to stay as far away from that as I can in my band.

At least three times a week, I'm approached by someone who says something about 'Fargo.'

I look at myself like a farmer, harvesting my wares and taking them to the market, and then I go back and do it again.

Fashion goes round in circles.

I like doing drills and when coaches take you through drills and stuff, but I don't like counting shots and things like that. I just shoot until I feel good.

The computing field is always in need of new cliches.

There's fifty bands doing my riffs for ever and ever.