Quotes About Chaos

Man can't handle the chaos. Oh, you can understand it in the abstract, as long as you don't think about it too hard. But at the core of it, whenever humans come against chaos, they deal with it in one of three ways. ... Faced with chaos you will either ignore it, dance around it, or you will go mad.

My life was a circus. A circus full of thieves, and stupid shapeshifters, and small children executing evasive maneuvers.

When you live in chaos as a child, you strive to impose order over the world. Unfortunately, the world refuses to comply, so you have to settle for trying to control yourself, your habitat, and your friends.

Around me, the morning traffic neighed, brayed, and defecated on the street.

Arland shuddered. Helen giggled again, grabbed her mug, and hurled it at the wall. The mug shattered. I looked back. Helen's seat was empty. The platter of bacon had vanished. Sean lost it and laughed.

She had only two modes of operation: complete control or complete insanity.

There were so many! Silently, cautiously, people came out on to their doorsteps again. They tried in vain to count the flood of soldiers. Germans were coming from all directions. They filled the squares and streets—more and more of them, endlessly.

Nearby he saw a man, his head covered in blood, stumble like a drunkard into a thicket; he sat there between the branches in a bizarre and uncomfortable position, his knees folded under him, his chin resting on his chest. He heard an officer shouting angrily, "No doctors, no nurses, no ambulances! What are we supposed to do?

Dar porÈ›ile de fier din toate g?rile erau deja z?vorâte È™i p?zite de soldaÈ›i. MulÈ›imea se ag??a de bare, le zgâlÈ›âia, apoi se retr?gea în dezordine pe str?zile vecine. Femeile fugeau plângând, cu copiii în braÈ›e. Erau oprite ultimele taxiuri. Li se ofereau dou?, trei mii de franci ca s? p?r?seasc? Parisul. <> Dar È™oferii refuzau, nu mai aveau benzin?.

Oh what a mad business, no good can come of it, only chaos, and not just chaos but evil. How did we gradually get entangled in such a terribly dangerous shambles!

My God, that bloody casket has fallen on the floor! Some people were hammering in the next flat and it fell off its bracket. The lid has come off and whatever was inside it has certainly got out. Upon the demon-ridden pilgrimage of human life, what next I wonder?

It's madness — Madness is where we live now.

It was extremely difficult to keep up any pace over the rocks since they were so unpredictable and devoid of reason. Their senselessness had never so much impressed me.

A human being is a morass, a swamp, a jungle.

Was it here, after all, that everything broke down and descended into a roaring shaft of shattered masks and crumpled rose petals and bloody feathers?

Little pictures out of hell.

There's only one thing the matter and that's everything.

And suddenly Vincent clearly realised what his subconsciousness had known for a long time. All the talks about God are just childish elusion, just a lie that calms a scared and lonely ordinary mortal in a dark and neverending night. There is no God. Sure as fate - there is no God. There is only chaos - dismal, painful, cruel, agonizing, blind, endless chaos.

humanity could share a common insanity and be immersed in a common illusion while living in a common chaos.

and he wreaked havoc among the buttered toast as he said it.

And after the Fall will come inevitable barbarism

What broke loose is popularly and succinctly described as hell.

Toda humanidade pode compartilhar a mesma insanidade e estar imersa em uma ilusão comum enquanto vive em um caos comum.

The same pattern of the creation by supernatural gods of an ordered Universe out of Chaos occurs over and over again in various mythologies, and in a sense, that is the only story possible.