Rohinton Mistry Quotes

The same thing happened today that happened yesterday, only to different people.

Repetition creates pattern. If I have a hundred of these, a hundred of those, it doesn't make any difference what these and those are. If I can repeat anything, I have the possibility of a pattern from hickory nuts and chicken eggs, shards of glass, branches. It doesn't make any difference.

It's like deja-vu, all over again.

The course of a lifetime runs/over and over again

The Maigret stories are all very different in terms of the content and the way that the stories are told. They're not what I would call formulaic.

Nature repeats itself, but it never starts from the beginning.

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

Everything does go in a circle.

If history is going to repeat itself I should think we can expect the same thing again.

Things work in cycles.

Change begets change as much as repetition reinforces repetition.

Things start out as hopes and end up as habits.

Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.

History repeats itself, first as history, then as farce.

History repeats itself–the first time as tragedy, the second time as farce.

What once happened will invariably happen again, when the same circumstances which combined to produce it, shall combine in the same way.

It's an evolution. The same team doesn't always dominate, and it goes in cycles.

I appreciate hearing different stories. It inspires me.

I keep telling this story - different people, different places, different times - but always you, always me, always this story, because a story is a tight rope between two worlds.

Many events seem to happen twice to me; even trifles, unimportant-seeming, recur, as if I were destined to live them again, time reconquered, but with added knowledge and a different outcome.

As one gets older, one discovers everything is going to be exactly the same with different hats on.

The truth of the story lies in the details.

There is no such thing as repetition. Only insistance.

Life was a wheel, its only job was to turn, and it always came back to where it started.

That's the trouble with a story spinner. You never know what's real and what's made up. Even when they are telling the truth, they can't stop themselves from spinning it into something better; something prettier, with more of a pattern to it.