Quotes About Pattern

Their friendship is like a tapestry in a drawer. Today is the iron passing over the cloth, smoothing out the wrinkles, bring out the pattern that makes it unique and beautiful.

This is a characteristic pattern in science: first there is scattered evidence of a phenomenon, published in specialist journals or reports, and then someone begins to connect the dots.

Insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results.

Man has a tropism for order. Keys in one pocket, change in another.

Engage people with what they expect; it is what they are able to discern and confirms their projections. It settles them into predictable patterns of response, occupying their minds while you wait for the extraordinary moment—that which they cannot anticipate.

When we start putting together systems to make sure that future generations obey, what we end up doing is building an institution that conforms people to a pattern. They don't have their own faith, they're living off the residue of faith of a previous generation.

habit is the most inhibiting force in the world.

Knowing what you want, when you conceive a scene that implies you have it, that objective becomes the pattern for your desire to unfold.

their eyes skipping down the page in a pattern that resembled, roughly, the letter F.

More than that, though, the way the punch-card tabulator came to be sold and used would set the pattern for the entire modern history of business computing.

That has been the pattern again and again: With the best of intentions, pro-life conservatives have taken some positions in reproductive health that actually hurt those whom they are trying to help—and that result in more abortions.

The power of human habit never failed to astonish her. How was it that two intelligent, decent people who basically loved each other could get so locked into a pattern of behavior that neither of them - or so she presumed - enjoyed? It was as if each knew the role he or she was expected to take and had no choice but to play it

People didn't change. they liked what they liked even if they didn't understand why.

She mused on the words and beads for days but couldn't see the pattern. There was a piece missing.

She mused on the words and beads for days but couldn't see the pattern.

We'll finish setting up this pattern, but the weaving we'll leave to others. We must bend our minds to our plans.

It was stitch-by-stitch work, following a plaid pattern. Child's play. It made her restless and impatient.

She breathed deep. She was Anglisc. She would not burn. She would endure and hold true to her oath. An oath, a bond, a boast. A truth, a guide, a promise. To three gods in one. To the pattern. For even gods were part of the pattern, even three-part gods. The pattern was everything. Of everything. Over everything.

Here, now, they were building a great pattern, she could feel it, and she would trace its shape one day: that was her wyrd, and fate goes on as it must. Today she was swearing to it, swearing here, with her people.

Writing and coin. She could send a message and gift to anyone, anywhere. She could watch and weave the pattern of the world. And all she had to do was earn the gifts to turn into coin was to see clearly, see first.

Hild looked deeper, letting her mind sink into the glimmer and shadow, as she might in the world, looking at the leaves, or lying on her back watching the clouds, letting the thoughts come, letting the things she already knew arrange themselves in a pattern, a story that other might call a prophecy.

The abstract, curvilinear motifs of ancient Islamic decorative art found in mosaics and carpet design appear again and again at all scales of magnification on the boundary of the Mandelbrot set.

Just because two things happen in sequence, doesn't mean there's a casual relationship

Whenever we read anything, we find our attention moving in two directions at once. One direction is outward or centrifugal, in which we keep going outside our reading, from the individual words to the things they mean, or, in practice, to our memory of the conventional association between them. The other direction is inward or centripetal, in which we try to develop from the words a sense of the larger verbal pattern they make.