Quotes About Chaos

Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down

Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind.

So quick bright things come to confusion.

machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our graves

Let us to it pellmell. If not to Heaven, then hand in hand to Hell.

When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won.

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

And when I love thee not, chaos is come again.

Such a mad marriage never was before.

La vida no es más que una sombra en marcha; un mal actor que se pavonea y se agita una hora en el escenario y después no vuelve a ser oído: es un cuento narrado por un idiota, lleno de ruido y de furia, que nada significa

As black as Vulcan in the smoke of war.

Vivimos tiempos desquiciados. ¡Oh, nefasta suerte, que me hiciste nacer para enmendarlos!

You really think love messes everything up? Sure do. That's what's so compelling about it.

Non complicate le cose, ci saranno già le cose a complicarsi da sole.

All my own life, I ain't understood shit about what was goin on. A thing jus happen, then somethin else happen, then somethin else, an so on, an haf the time nothin makin any sense.

But now there was a classic example of "Order, counter-order, disorder".

It has been well said, 'there is always more error than design in human affairs.

Czy wi?c nic nigdy nie mo?e zosta? naprawd? wyra?one, oddane w swoim stawaniu si? anonimowym, nikt nigdy nie zdo?a odda? be?kotu rodz?cej si? chwili, jak to jest, ?e, urodzeni z chaosu nie mo?emy nigdy z nim si? zetkn??, zaledwie spojrzymy, a ju? pod naszym spojrzeniem rodzi si? porz?dek... i kszta?t...

Living is messy.

Justo castigo La vida es un auténtico caos, pensé. Los sentimientos resultan tan imprevisibles. ¿Cómo es posible que alguien soporte permanecer casado durante cuarenta años? Parece un milagro mayor que el paso del mar Rojo, aunque mi padre, en su ingenuidad, sostenga que es esto último un logro de mayor envergadura.

And why is it when attacked I rarely spoke out or seemed overly upset? Well, given the malignant chaos of a purposeless universe, what's one little false allegation in the scheme of things? Second, being a misanthropist has its saving grace—people can never disappoint you.

Until it knows its rank for certain, the animal lives a life of unbearable anarchy.

There's some heinous fuckery goin' on mon.

The human mind appears suddenly and inexplicably out of some unknown and unimaginable void. It passes half its known life in the mental chaos of sleep. Even when awake it is a victim of its own ill-adjustment, of disease, of age, of external suggestion, of nature's compulsions; it doubts its own sensations and trusts only in instruments and averages.