Quotes About Social dynamics

That does not surprise me,' Annie said and once again hung up the phone thinking that she had chosen to surround herself with people who were, for lack of a better term, retarded.

Anyway you looked at it, I had little choice but to bray along with the others. It was too late now. I had let my diffidence and dislike for exhibitionism get the better of me.

Boys are also constantly calling each other slobs and morons. The evaluations lose a lot of their power.

Three people marooned on a desert island would soon reinvent politics.

The easiest kind of relationship for me is with 10,000 people. The hardest is with one.

Television is an invention that permits you to be entertained in your living room by people you wouldn't have in your home.

Get out of the lab occasionally, Stiles. Why? There are people out there. Nothing fucks things up faster than people.

Most people can be relied on to humour the upper class in social situations but it is not always easy, especially when they start discussing their value system.

If you're going to insist on being reasonable, I'm going to stop hanging with you.

At the beach, college girls lay in groups on the sand around buckets of drinks, their bums curved up like fruits. Mine didn't do that.

Most people are only too delighted to wreck each other's heads. And for the tiny minority who do their pathetic best not to, this world is going to go right ahead and make sure they do it anyway.

Big mistake: that generation is compulsively competitive about generosity, and the biscuits meant she had to get a bag of scones out of the freezer and defrost them in the microwave and butter them and decant jam into a battered little dish, while I sat on the edge of her slippery sofa manically jiggling one knee until Cassie gave me a hairy look and I forced myself to stop. I knew I had to eat the damn things, too, or the "Ah, go on" phase could last for hours.

Toronto's already ass-deep in cockroaches and conservatives; what's one more lower life-form?

With the exception of certain rodents, no other vertebrate except Homo sapiens habitually destroys members of his own species.

When it comes to our relationship with loneliness, specifically, it's important to understand how our relative introversion or extroversion informs our preference for social interaction.

Culture is an output of a bunch of inputs that have to come together the right way. Specifically, it is the collision of people and their context, how they interact with each other in that context, and then how that context evolves based on those interactions as they multiply.

My high school experience was kind of like 'Mean Girls.' It was very much like a bad B movie. 'This is where the jocks sit, and this is where the cheerleaders sit.' And I never really fit in. I guess I was sort of a theatre geek, but the activity that I was most invested in was speech and debate.

We see less of Dave, certainly, and he's kind of fallen out of the sphere of our group, mostly because he's working on his show, and has kind of lost the fun of the party.

The masculine spirit is under assault. It's obvious.

While some of my closest friends were jocks, it seemed that they spoke a different language with each other. Joining in their conversation was fraught with risk.

This was why only the uptight, small-minded kids in school got involved in politics, I thought. It's not about changing the world. It's still about what lunch table you sit at.

An Englishman once said that he found it easier to be a member of a club than of the human race because the bylaws were shorter, and he knew all the members personally. That sounds about right.

Jerry stood the old man to a glass of mild, and asked, "What do you think of all these Americans in Trenarth, Mr Parsons?" The ancient piped in his old quavering voice, "I like them very well; oh, very well indeed. We get on nicely with them here. I don't like these white ones that are coming in now, though. I hope they don't send us no more o' them." It was too good not to be repeated; it ran round both whites and blacks that afternoon.

Other players do not rib me for being the coach's son. They rib me more for living at home with my mum and dad.