Quotes About Intricacy

I had always suspected language was quite limited in its ability to communicate the intricate mysteries of truth.

I am a little world made cunningly.

A novel is always more complicated than it seems at the beginning. Indeed a novel should be more complicated than it seems at the beginning.

I am profoundly enchanted by the flowing complexity in you.

His nature was really like a sheet of paper that has been folded so often in every direction that it is impossible to straighten it out.

I felt that I was not penetrating to the full depth of my impression, that something more lay behind that mobility, that luminosity, something which they seemed at once to contain and to conceal.

I know what you hate. You hate something in them you can't understand. You don't hate their evil. You have the good in them you can't get at. I wonder what you want, what final thing.

I know what you hate. You hate something in them you can't understand. You don't hate their evil. You hate the good in them you can't get at. I wonder what you want, what final thing.

The inscrutable outpourings bend and intermix, each one a tributary unto the others, until the whole expands ineluctably into a spiraling morass that drowns the mouths from which it has come and subsumes the space almost entirely in black Finn (p112).

Life is like a cobweb, not an organizational chart.

But I had long since ceased trying to extract from a woman the square root of her unknown, as it were, which did not often survive a simple introduction.

His [Morel's] nature was really like a sheet of paper that has been folded so often in every direction that it is impossible to straighten it out.

In actual fact, his nature was really like a sheet of paper in which so many folds have been made in every direction that it is impossible to know where you are.

Love is not a clock. You simply cannot take it apart just to see what makes it tick, and even if you could, you probably could never get it back together again.

There's no such thing as simple. Simple is hard.

Oh, Love is the crooked thing, there is nobody wise enough to find out all that is in it, for he will be thinking about love til the stars run away and the shadows eaten the moon...

Con el tiempo, comprendí que aquel era un planeta de cosas envueltas dentro de cosas: comida dentro de envoltorios, cuerpos dentro de ropas, odio dentro de sonrisas. Todo se escondía.

Dr. Severin was thinking that the brain was a monstrous and beautiful thing. A ravishing chaos.

The world of the quark has everything to do with a jaguar circling in the night.

Fairy tales, as Nell had said, are always complicated.

However complex you think it is, it is more complex than that.

Human beings are not seamless smooth creations, they have insoluble parts, and the closer you look the more mysterious they become.

There was a world of complication in that one word.

You're confusing me." "It's a confusing world.