Quotes About Chaos

Historians should stay away from chaos theory and the difficulties of reverse engineering except to discuss general properties of the world and learn the limits of what they can't know.

that the world is less random than it actually is.

we have a tendency to underestimate the role of randomness in human affairs

time is equivalent to disorder, and resistance to the ravages of time, that is, what we gloriously call survival, is the ability to handle disorder.

or it can be just plain randomness, nothing else.

the ones we study and discuss and try to predict from reading the newspapers, have become increasingly inconsequential.

fragility—which had been lacking a technical definition—could be expressed as what does not like volatility, and that what does not like volatility does not like randomness, uncertainty, disorder

A random series will always present some detectable pattern. I

way too many cooks in the same tiny kitchen, most of whom never have to taste the food.

We have always been crazy but weren't skilled enough to destroy the world. Now we can.

because the interactions are not necessarily linear.

O tempo é o melhor teste de fragilidade — abrange volumosas doses de desordem

Não ser um peru" começa quando descobrimos a diferença entre estabilidade verdadeira e fabricada. O leitor pode facilmente imaginar o que acontece quando sistemas, sufocados pela volatilidade, explodem. Temos um bom exemplo: a remoção do Partido Baath em 2003, com a abrupta derrubada de Saddam Hussein e seu regime por obra dos Estados Unidos. Mais de 100 mil pessoas morreram e, dez anos mais tarde, o lugar ainda é um caos.

The more variability you observe in a system, the less Black Swan–prone it is.

This chaos serves, however, to emphasize the fact that the nature of man's needs has to be discovered. Needs are not self-evident. Alleged needs must be proven by relating them to the requirements of man's survival.

An infinite, inscrutable blackness has annihilated sight! Where is our universe? All crumbled away from us; and we, adrift in chaos, may hearken to the gusts of homeless wind, that go sighing and murmuring about in quest of what was once a world!

Blew up? How?' 'We dropped a shielded runcible gate into it while the gate at the other end was moved into position before a stream of near-light-speed asteroids flung out from a spinning black hole.

Either things happen for a reason, or they happen for no reason at all. Either one's life is a thread in a glorious tapestry or humanity is just a hopelessly tangled knot.

The harder you scrutinize randomness, the more coincidence seems like design.

We have just entered the worst of all possible worlds.

What Cleaver never realized, even at the end of his life, is that chaos is as compelling a cause as any other. It can even become a religion to those unlucky enough to be baptized into it, those whose consolation can only be found in its foul waters.

THE MOON BLEW UP WITHOUT WARNING AND FOR NO APPARENT reason.

Today I felt pass over me / A breath of wind from the wings of madness.

My heart is a palace pillaged by the herd; They kill and take each other by the throat!