Quotes About Uniformity

and then she realized: they WERE all alike!

An army environment is very protected, a walled city kind of environment, where everybody has the same income, you have the same birthday parties, you are given return gifts - everything is the same. Everybody is moving up at the same pace.

I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.

hard rock or the wet marshes but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort

Al final todo se iguala según el nivel más bajo.

It has no size at all, the Sergeant explained, because there is no difference anywhere in it and we have no conception of the extent of its unchanging coequality.

The houses were squat and almost identical and each one had a square of grass in front of it like a dog gripping a stolen steak.

I'm fascinated by the whole communist thing. No one has a lot, but everyone is the same. I like that way of living.

Yes, the people I draw don't have a wide variety of looks. Every now and then I'll spruce it up, like a woman will be wearing a two-piece suit as opposed to a one-piece, or a man will not be wearing a tie; he'll just have a collar.

What concerns me, is the general social tendency to enforce a level, above which nothing rises and stands out.

The computer tends to equalize everything, all the movies are slowly blending together, the way they look.

Tennis players go into a press conference, and almost every one of them is the same. We do very little differently on a day-to-day basis.

I think it would be terrific if everybody was alike.

Our people made that choice, the choice to go to Sameness. Before my time, before the previous time, back and back and back. We relinquished color when we relinquished sunshine and did away with difference. We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.

Well..., Jonas had to stop and think it through. If everything's the same, then there are no choices! I want to wake up in the morning and DECIDE things! A blue tunic, or a red one?

The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without color, pain, or past.

life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without color, pain, or past.

It wasn't a practical thing, so it became obsolete when we went to Sameness.

Jonas reached the opposite side of the river, stopped briefly, and looked back. The community where his entire life had been lived lay behind him now, sleeping. At dawn, the orderly, disciplined life he had always known would continue again, without him. The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without color, pain, or past.

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.

With the daguerreotype everyone will be able to have their portrait taken—formerly it was only the prominent—and at the same time everything is being done to make us all look exactly the same, so we shall only need one portrait.

metaphysics, the mood becomes that of dialectical uniformity and disinterestedness, which ponder sin as something that cannot withstand the scrutiny of thought. The concept of sin is also altered, for sin is indeed to be overcome, yet

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

I believe in standardizing automobiles, not human beings.