Quotes About Monotony

There were no colors. Everything was neutral. From this I know that hell is not black or fiery. It is an unvaried gray without promise.

The next day is Saturday. Like that matters. Like every day isn't just about identical for somebody like me.

It was grudgingly conceded by the traffic wizards that in abolishing so-called normal hazards like sharp curves, intersections, traffic signals, and pedestrian and railroad crossings they had substituted the peril of deadly monotony. The

The sheer magnitude and sameness of mass-produced and mass-marketed goods that Americans have grown to expect can be really disorienting.

The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.

Romance no longer looked like so much fun, more like a repetitive stress injury.

Throughout the typing pool all the girls began to do the same.

War's ninety-nine parts boredom and, now and then, one part arse-opening terror. Craw had a powerful sense one of those was about to drop on him from a height.

Repetition – the curse of the old.

most of us are only going in circles.

It is, he told me, having to endure "work [that] is monotonous, boring, soul-destroying; [where] they die a little when they come to work each day, because their work touches no part of them that is them.

The worst stress for people isn't having to bear a lot of responsibility. It is, he told me, having to endure "work [that] is monotonous, boring, soul-destroying; [where] they die a little when they come to work each day, because their work touches no part of them that is them.

A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.

The human race is a monotonous affair. Most people spend the greatest part of their time working in order to live, and what little freedom remains so fills them with fear that they seek out any and every means to be rid of it.

One can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.

If you inquire what the people are like here, I must answer, "The same as everywhere." The human race is but a monotonous affair. Most of them labour the greater part of their time for mere subsistence; and the scanty portion of freedom which remains to them so troubles them that they use every exertion to get rid of it. Oh, the destiny of man!

The human race is a monotonous thing. Most people work most of the time in order to live, and the little freedom they have left over frightens them so, that they will do anything to get rid of it. Oh, the regimentation of mankind!

Want and boredom are indeed the twin poles of human life.

The final result of too much routine is death in life.

I've been living with myself all of my life, so I know all of me. So when I watch me, all I see is me. It's boring.

When you live your whole life in a prison freedom can be so dull

The long mechanic pacings to and fro, The set, gray life, and apathetic end.

Every new experience is unusual. The rest of life is just sleep and committee meetings.

Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.