Quotes About Intricacy

intrissacies

The world embarrasses me, and I cannot dream That this watch exists and has no watchmaker.

Like snowflakes, the human pattern is never cast twice. We are uncommonly and marvelously intricate in thought and action.

I have this natural want to... when things sound very easy and straightforward, something inside me always makes me want to take a left turn. If it comes to me and it's too simple, there has to be a more complicated route. I will complicate things like that at times.

Some mathematics problems look simple, and you try them for a year or so, and then you try them for a hundred years, and it turns out that they're extremely hard to solve. There's no reason why these problems shouldn't be easy, and yet they turn out to be extremely intricate.

For people that don't have any interest in the psychology of nuance, who need everything to be in their face, who don't want to analyze... those aren't the people I romanticize about dressing.

It's impressive how God attends to the details.

If there is something in nature you don't understand, odds are it makes sense in a deeper way that is beyond your understanding.

complication without depth

No hay una sola puntada en esa letra bordada que no haya sentido en su corazón.

I do know that however hard you try, you can't see the inside tangle of somebody else's love—or whatever uglier word applies—not deep enough to make sense of it.

The complexity of the society we have created for ourselves envelops us so completely that, instead of being dizzied, we take it for granted.

It's so damn complex. If you ever think you have the solution to this, you're wrong and you're

The theory lies in the complexity of the cases.

If complexity doesn't beat you, paradox will.

What was it like in there? Inside a daisy?" My answer: "Like a cathedral made of mathematics and honey.

She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.

A dead hydrangea is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom. Bleak sky is as seductive as sunshine, miniature orange trees without blossom or fruit are not defective; they are that.

the wide untrammeled space that once thrilled her became vacancy. A commanding and oppressive absence. She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.

Humans are so wonderful. [Alucard Hellsing]

History is a living horse laughing at a wooden horse. History is a wind blowing where it listeth. History is no sure thing to bet on. History is a box of tricks with a lost key. History is a labyrinth of doors with sliding panels, a book of ciphers with the code in a cave of the Saragossa sea. History says, if it pleases, Excuse me, I beg your pardon, it will never happen again if I can help it.

It was a biochemical Jackson Pollock: a field of strings, tangles, loops.

We have a hundred billion neurons in our brains, as many as there are stars in a galaxy, with an even more astronomical number of links and potential combinations through which they can interact. We are not conscious of all of this. "We" are the process formed by this entire intricacy, not just by the little of it of which we are conscious.

There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen