Umberto Eco Quotes

They always want me to play myself and that's a big snooze.

I don't really like groups that make the same statement over and over again. It's good, but kind of predictable.

Everybody is doing the same old thing.

I don't want to see a movie twice. I don't want to do anything twice.

Life has a funny way of becoming ordinary as soon as it can.

I will do as I usually do. Tomorrow is going to be a day like any other day.

Perfection is really boring!

Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life.

Monotony reveals our limitations.

All the time; same as you.

When you appear on the screen, often enough you become sexy, even if you look like an elephant.

People are so caught in a routine, doing the same things over and over.

A painting has to be beautiful. Even in its grotesqueness.

I'm from Long Island, which is a very cookie-cutter place.

Life is a beautiful thing, but a lot of it, it kind of replicates itself.

I see flaws as a kind of beauty.

I go from day to day and game to game.

I just try to keep normal days, day in and day out.

Doing the same thing in the same way year after year is like eating a quail a day for thirty days. Along toward the middle of the month a fellow begins to long for a broiled crow or a slice of cold dog.

I'm afraid of habit patterns...It would be too much of a routine if you had to establish definite ways of getting through things. You'd get very bored.

Always the same thing.

The history of the past is a mere puppet-show. A little man comes out and blows a little trumpet, and goes in again. You look for something new, and lo! another little man comes out, and blows another little trumpet, and goes in again. And it is all over.

Oh, how daily life is. (Ah, que la vie est quotidienne.)

Nothing is more boring than a man with a career.

When she is older she will see in these resemblances a regrettable uniformity among individuals (they all stop at the same spots to kiss, have the same tastes in clothing, flatter a woman with the same metaphor) and a tedious monotony among events (they are all just an endless repetition of the same one); but in her adolescence she welcomes these coincidences as miraculous and she is avid to decipher their meanings.