cyclical pattern Quotes

The lessons of history would suggest that civilisations move in cycles. You can track that back quite far - the Babylonians, the Sumerians, followed by the Egyptians, the Romans, China. We're obviously in a very upward cycle right now, and hopefully that remains the case. But it may not.

For some reason, I always get offered plays when I'm doing plays and then, if I stop doing them, people stop asking me.

This is the lesson that history teaches: repetition.

We're waiting for the pendulum to swing back again, which I am absolutely confident it will.

In this respect, the history of science, like the history of all civilization, has gone through cycles.

There has always been, and there always will be, an economic cycle.

This is just the way it goes: there's always a cycle with music - it goes up and it goes down, it goes risque and it goes back, it goes loud then it goes soft, then it goes rock and it goes pop.

Humanity was drawn to turmoil and self-destruction as inevitably as the earth was drawn to complete its annual revolution of the sun.

Everything rises but to fall, and increases but to decay.

When I get the strength to leave, you always tell me that you need me. And I'm weak cause I believe you and I'm mad because I love you. So I stop and think that maybe you could learn to appreciate me, and it all remains the same that you ain't never gonna change.

The yeare doth nothing else but open and shut.

The next generation will always surpass the previous one. It's one of the never-ending cycles in life.

History, we know, is apt to repeat itself.

Whatever may be the changes produced by man, the eternal round of the seasons is unbroken.

All history consists of successive excursions from a single starting-point, to which man returns again and again to organize yet another search for a durable scale of values.

Now I realize that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise; and they drop their leaves in Autumn and become naked in Winter without fearing blame.

You have visits, then you have disappearances. You enter, then you exit. You come, you go. It would be so great if you could just get to human enlightenment on a linear path.

History, we know, is apt to repeat itself, and to foist very old incidents upon us with only a slight change of costume.

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

Nature would terminate the fevers by changing the seasons.

The only thing we learn from history, I am afraid, is that we do not learn from history.

It's a compulsive need to wreck everything. You might notice there's a pattern of stripping down and building back up again throughout my life. But I guess that's how some of us conduct our lives.

If we generally like the way things are now, we must also ask whether our current situation is really so different from the open ages of radio, film, or the telephone. Might it not also have seemed in those times that the orgy of limitless entrepreneurism would never end? The point is that we are near the high end of a pendulum arc that, so far, has aways begun to swing in the opposite direction -toward greater integration and centralization- with a force that can seem inexorable.

The course of the seasons is a piece of clockwork, with a cuckoo to call when it is spring.

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.