repetition

Politics is repetition. It is not change. Change is something beyond what we call politics. Change is the essence politics is supposed to be the means to bring into being.

I tell a student that the most important class you can take is technique. A great chef is first a great technician. 'If you are a jeweler, or a surgeon or a cook, you have to know the trade in your hand. You have to learn the process. You learn it through endless repetition until it belongs to you.

The oblique paradox of propaganda is that the lie in the throat becomes, by repetition, the truth in the heart.

History is an endless repetition of the wrong way of living.

This is the lesson that history teaches: repetition.

Happiness is the longing for repetition.

Constant repetition of tongue-twisters was like lifting weights for me, but patience and persistence have paid off.

The day, like the previous days, dragged sluggishly by in a kind of insipid idleness, devoid even of that dreamy expectancy which can make idleness so enchanting.

It seems too simplistic that just repeating a persuasive message should increase its effect, but that__ exactly what psychological research finds (again and again). Repetition is one of the easiest and most widespread methods of persuasion. In fact it__ so obvious that we sometimes forget how powerful it is.

Conroy writes that, while part of him was following the basketball game from the bench, "the other part, an embassy of a completely sovereign nation, would fling its doors open to the most authentic part of me.

Doing something wrong repeatedly does not make it right.

Truly Time is a vast Denful of Horrour, round about which a Serpent winds and in the winding bites itself by the Tail. Now, now is the Hour, every Hour, every part of an Hour, every Moment, which in its end does begin again and never ceases to end: a beginning continuing, always ending.

...I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again...

She who is even once unjust can not complain if the like is expected of her again.

Repetition is the mother of perfection.

A frenzy of activity that had mostly led him in circles: wasn't that a fairly accurate description of lust?

Someone said once that they'd never heard of a crime they couldn't imagine committing, and I realized then that if I had a daughter and she had a rabbit and that rabbit was alone with me and I was feeling the way I felt right now and I had a way to kill that rabbit and the time to spend killing that rabbit then killing the rabbit was something I could imagine myself possibly doing or at least considering doing or being on the edge of doing. And smearing a husband with the blood wasn't such a far step after that if you had a desire to smear your husband with blood and smearing someone with blood was something I could imagine a situation calling for because there were at least a few people in this world that I wouldn't not like to see smeared with blood__ne person being Werner for fucking my plans, for sending me back out into a life with my wildebeest, to figure out a way to live here and I didn't want to do that and I didn't know how to do that and I wasn't sure how I was going to do that_

Again and again, the cicada__ untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth.