Quotes About Repetition

Seems to me you have escaped the fatality of repetition in your destiny by escaping cruelty in women. As I escaped mine by finding you, in place of my former penchant for dead or half-dead men! Did I leave my face powder & engagement book chez toi?

Toutes choses sont dites déjà ; mais comme personne n'écoute, il faut toujours recommencer.

È utile (e inutile allo stesso tempo) ripetere che luoghi e nomi sono inventati di ràdica. A chi potrebbe lamentare qualche coincidenza, ricordo che la vita stessa (assai superiore, in fatto d'invenzioni, alla fantasia) non è che una pura coincidenza.

The quickest way to make people forget a scandal is to talk about it as much as possible, on television, in the papers, and so on. Over and over you flog the same dead horse, and pretty soon people start getting fed up. 'They're really dragging this out!' they say. 'Haven't we had enough?' After a couple of weeks the saturation effect is such that nobody wants to hear another word about that scandal.

the United States military did not fight a decade-long war to preserve South Vietnam; rather, it fought a one-year war ten times over.

reach, that these meditations are now published. It is only by frequent repetition that a child learns its lessons.

If you stimulate seizures in an animal every day, the seizures eventually become automatic; the animal will go on having them once a day even if you withdraw the stimulation. In much the same way, the brain that has gone into depression a few times will continue to return to depression over and over. This suggests that depression, even if it is occasioned by external tragedy, ultimately changes the structure, as well as the biochemistry, of the brain.

That's what hell means, perhaps, being compelled not just to live but to relive.

Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?

Actually, I jade very quickly. Once is usually enough. Either once only, or every day. If you do something once it's exciting, and if you do it every day it's exciting. But if you do it, say, twice or just almost every day, it's not good any more.

I wake up every morning. I open my eyes and think: here we go again.

It was funny how the old practices always came around again. It was the rhythm of human enterprise to invent and worship some new approach, to fully reject it a generation later, to realize the need for it again a generation or two after that and then hastily reinvent it as new, usually without its original elegance. Scientists hated to look backward for anything.

There are some people who fall in love over and over.

There are some people who fall in love over and over." Tibby nodded, understanding the particular melancholy as it revealed itself on Lena's face. "And there are others who can only seem to do it once.

Ceaseless change is an unreliable basis for lasting fulfillment. Realizing this, many people begin to wonder whether a deeper source of well-being exists. Is there a form of happiness beyond the mere repetition of pleasure and avoidance of pain?

You think everyone will stay behind and do everything you did all over again, forever. You picture old geezers in jean jackets doing whip-its behind the plaza.

I cry and wonder how I'm going to fall asleep because sleeping means waking and going through all this again.

I cry and wonder how I am going to fall asleep because sleeping means waking and going through all this again.

History tells us that some things never change. One of these things is: history bores a lot of people.

People need to be reminded more often than they need to be instructed.

ANACAMPTICK  (ANACA'MPTICK)   adj.[   or reflected: an anacamptick sound, an echo; an anacamptick hill, a hill that produces an echo.

Anything thrice affirmed is true.

He affected to say some things, that, tho' trite, were sententious, and carried with them the air of observation. There is some degree of merit in having such a memory, as will help a person to repeat and apply other mens wit with some tolerable propriety. But when he attempted to walk alone, he said things that it was impossible a man of common sense could say.

when her eyes shifted to him, it was a repeat of