Repetitive Nature Quotes

History repeats itself. That's one of the things wrong with history.

I hate repetition, I really do. It's like asking a painter to paint the same picture every day of his life.

Repeating is the whole of living and by repeating comes understanding, and understanding is to some the most important part of living.

There is repetition everywhere, and nothing is found only once in the world.

A lot like yesterday, a lot like never.

All my work keeps going like a pendulum; it seems to swing back to something I was involved with earlier, or it moves between horizontality and verticality, circularlity, or a composite of them. For me, I suppose, that change is the only constant.

Like warmed-up cabbage served at each repast, The repetition kills the wretch at last.

Monotony reveals our limitations.

Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.

The things, that are repeated again and again, are pleasant.

Life isn't one thing after another, it's the same thing over and over.

I believe that the beauty of repetition is something that is not explored enough yet.

If you repeat something, it can become pointless. Some things can repeat and be endlessly fascinating.

I'm kind of an obsessive person, and touring is repetitive in the best way.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

It's a small world. It keeps recrossing itself.

How much of you is repetition?

Tragedies are all right for a while: you are concerned, you are curious, you feel good. And then it gets repetitive, it doesn't advance, it grows dreadfully boring: it is so very boring, even for me.

When you're a sportswriter, you learn how to use your imagination and to flex your literary muscle, because it's the same game played over and over again. There's nothing unique or marvelous. It's not an earthquake, or a weird mass murder. It's just the same old game played over and over, and you have to bring out the personalities. You have to drag them kicking and screaming out into the light of day, or you're not a good sportswriter.

I had learned to have a perfect nausea for the theatre: the continual repetition of the same words and the same gestures, night after night, and the caprices, the way of looking at life, and the entire rigmarole disgusted me.

There can be a lot of longevity in the repetition of things being told again and again in a variety of ways.

Everything seems an echo of something else.

There is nothing new under the sun.

Monotony and repetition are characteristic of many parts of life, but these do not become sources of conscious discomfort until novelty and entertainment are built up as positive experiences.

You see that in the news constantly; done both the right way and the wrong way. The most recent example I can think of, obviously, is Lance Armstrong, who got it all wrong. Who wanted to apologize strategically, instead of abjectly. What got me interested was the repetitive nature of it. There's something so ritualized about it. Then the ritual needs to be reenacted very carefully and pretty frequently - Tiger Woods, and now Manti Te'o and Lance Armstrong, and a little earlier Anthony Weiner or Eliot Spitzer.