Quotes About Chaos

In fact, biology is chaos. Biological systems are the product not of logic but of evolution, an inelegant process. Life does not choose the logically best design to meet a new situation. It adapts what already exists...The result, unlike the clean straight lines of logic, is often irregular, messy.

biology is chaos. Biological systems are the product not of logic but of evolution, an inelegant process.

IDisorder is infinitely deep.

Disorder is infinitely deep.

Interestingly, it is the play between imaginary and real numbers that effortlessly produces the beautiful complexity of fractals and chaos theory, models of the recursive shapes and processes we find all around us in nature.

A life's journey is like a musical composition, born into the world from nothing, living for a time in form and structure, dancing spontaneously on the edge of chaos and order, and then finally returning. In this respect Western music tends to be more linear, Eastern music more cyclical.

If everyone slept with the person he or she had secretly fallen in love with, the world would be chaos.

She loved him, and she knew he loved her, but come on—if everyone slept with the person he or she had secretly fallen in love with, the world would be chaos.

Sorry. I seem to have caused a mess our last time around.

Don't you realize that we've concentrated our improvement efforts too narrowly? We tried so hard to improve our bottlenecks, when what we should do is improve the CCRs as well. Otherwise we'll run into an 'inter-active' bottleneck situation. "See, the key is not in the hands of the materials people. If interactive bottlenecks emerge, chaos is inevitable; we'll have to expedite all over the place.

One of the great moments of your life will be the first time you are able to maintain control of your own actions and responses when a difficult person is on the rampage. You can do it if you back off! Refuse to argue. Set your limits. Stand as an equal who has the upper hand. You can care about and feel pity for this person whose ugly behaviors cause such chaos, but you don't have to let her control you.

Screwed-up people are ordinary people who cause hurricanes in your emotions.

We're fucked," Seeker confirmed. "Welcome to fairytales. Have a nice day. Canapé?

When the flaming pieces descended, those that fell on other buildings set them aflame also, so that the whole surrounding area soon resembled a suburb of hell,

Art proper, in other words, emerges when sensation can detach itself and gain an autonomy from its creator and its perceiver when something of the chaos from which it is drawn can breathe and have a life of its own

It is the dark, the dark that draws me backInto a chaos whereVocations, visions fail, the will grows slackAnd I am stunned by silence everywhere.

Here I was, trying to finish a book about the world spinning out of control, only to find the world spinning so far out of control that I couldn't finish the book.

The bed of a tortured soul is always in shambles by morning.

I like it that order exists somewhere even if it shatters near me.

No matter what I do, no matter how predictable I try to make my life, it will not be any more predictable than the rest of the world. Which is chaotic.

the German ambassador in Copenhagen had a bright idea. He suggested to the Foreign Ministry that the best way to use the Russian Revolution to take Russia completely out of the war was to encourage its political extremists, especially those in exile, to return and spread chaos in their home country. The man at the head of everyone's list was Lenin.

If, indeed, there be any one circle of thought distinctly and palpably marked out from amid the jarring and tumultuous chaos of human intelligence, it is that evergreen and radiant Paradise which the true poet knows, and knows alone, as the limited realm of his authority—as the circumscribed Eden of his dreams.

If one looks with a cold eye at the mess man has made of history, it is difficult to avoid the conclusion that he has been afflicted by some built-in mental disorder which drives him towards self-destruction.

The very impulse to write springs from an inner chaos crying for order - for meaning.