Quotes About Monotony

Une oasis d'horreur dans un désert d'ennui !

the courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.

Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work. Think of how many times you put on your underwear in a lifetime. It was appalling, it was disgusting, it was stupid.

We've each given the hours of our lives in dull rote jobs for other men's profit, and have been asked to be grateful for doing that.

We all sat there and looked at each other and didn't look at each other. We chewed gum, drank coffee, went into restrooms, urinated, slept. We sat on the hard benches and smoked cigarettes we didn't want to smoke. We looked at each other and didn't like what we saw.

Life is Tuesday afternoon in a cage.

Maledetti noiosi. Su tutta la Terra. Che diffondono altri maledetti noiosi. Che spettacolo dell'orrore. La Terra ne brulicava.

They know that there's nothing to get excited about. The next meal. And a little something to kill now and then.

A volte mi sento come fossimo tutti prigionieri di un film. Sappiamo le battute, sappiamo dove metterci, come recitare, manca solo la macchina da presa. Però non possiamo uscire dal film. Ed è un brutto film.

Ka?dy z nas szuka jakiejÅ› ucieczki. Godziny wlokÄ… siÄ™ jedna za drugÄ…, trzeba je czymÅ› zapeÅ'ni? a? do Å›mierci. Zbyt maÅ'o jest rzeczy piÄ™knych i wzniosÅ'ych, ?eby siÄ™ chciaÅ'o czÅ'owiekowi pcha? ten wózek. Ka?da rzecz po krótkim czasie brzydnie i obumiera. Budzimy siÄ™ rano, wysuwamy nogÄ™ spod koÅ'dry, stawiamy na podÅ'odze i myÅ›limy: kurwa, co by tu dalej?

TOMORROW ALWAYS LOOKS THE SAME! THAT'S THE PROBLEM!

La monotonia, un lavoro fisso che non portava a niente, anime che cercavano altre anime per sfuggire ad imbarazzanti silenzi ed una città senza stimoli che cercava di camuffare la noia dietro falsi sorrisi, musica assordante e belle gambe inavvicinabili. Niente di buono. Ma era incredibile come la gente riusciva ad adattarsi

El mundo se ha llevado de mí muchas horas y años con sus tareas anodinas y rutinarias

Boredom is the domain of the dullard.

By all accounts this evening promised to be yet another in the long progression of dog days that oozed like a piece of soft, runny brie with a hunk of moldy French bread and washed down with a mug of room-temperature Clamato.

How many people just get up on Monday and do the same thing they've done every single Monday - go to work and just turn on route automatic and no longer have any meaning in their life?

During the mid-1980s, I felt my work was getting monotonous. I was shooting continuously, sometimes for 25, 30 films at a time.

The negative characters made me very popular but were getting too monotonous.

As much as I love doing music, it can get monotonous sometimes.

I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.

I spent years commuting into London when I was working as a temp, and I hated the monotony of it.

I started writing diaries, and mine were horrible. Oh, the monotony. Oh, the angst. I said, 'I don't want anyone to find these!' I destroyed them.

Interstate highways dull the reality of place and distance almost as effectively as jetliners do: I loathe their scary monotony.

Rock and roll might be summed up as monotony tinged with hysteria.