Quotes About Chaos

It feels like the whole world has turned upside down. There aren't any more rules. Hey,' I say to Sam, because if the world's gone crazy, then I guess I can do whatever I want. "Guess what? I'm a worker.

All elements have a counterweight. Fire is the counterweight of water. Air is the counterweight of earth. The counterweight of chaos is the soul.

When I was a kid and brought friends over , I was defiantly proud of the chaos. I liked that I knew how to jump over the piles and the shattered glass while they stumbled. Now it just seems like an ocean of crazy that I have no way to explain.

Automotones, escaped

I don't feel calm at all. I am a maelstrom of emotions. All I want to do is scream.

I'm afraid I may have set one of the guests on fire.

Fire wants to burn, Call thought to himself. Water wants to flow. Air wants to rise. Earth wants to bind. Chaos wants to devour. Call wants to live.

Fire wants to burn, water wants to flow, air wants to rise, earth wants to bind, chaos wants to devour.

In all the commotion, no one remembered the Glock.

The human soul is the opposite of chaos, of nothingness. The soul is everything.

I was walking along and this chair came flying past me, and another, and another, and I thought, man, is this gonna be a good night.

The children had become wriggly and giggly, almost as if they were drunk. They seemed unable to sit still. They were sliding of their chairs, constantly knocking cutlery onto the floor, and talking in high-pitched voices over the top of one another. Alice didn't know if this was normal behavior or not. It wasn't exactly relaxing. Nick had his jaw clenched, as if this dinner were a horrible medical procedure he had to endure.

I'm having a nervous breakdown, she thought with relief. I'm about to lose my mind, and that's just as well, because this cannot possibly be fixed. It is simply not fixable.

It was actually a great night until it all went to shit.

If the world around us is chaotic and sometimes incomprehensible, then the family is an oasis, an anchor of reliability and loyalty, a place where we are important because we are there.

I'm telling you, the lunatics are really running the asylum when it comes to the criminal courts

My heart is so light that it's amazing. I get to play all this grief, all this loss, all this disaster and chaos. It's hysterically funny. I am very light.

Organization is the Devil's work.

He is a breaker of things and people

Above all, no thought. Nothing is more compromising than a thought. Rather the state preceding thought, the throng of yet unborn thoughts, the promise of future thoughts, the world as it was before god created it -- a recrudescence of chaos. Chaos induces intimations.

Your assumptions are just as wild as your confusion.

The order of Fungi is still Chaos, a scandal of art, no botanist knowing what is a Species and what is a Variety.

my mother sees chaos biting at her doorstep, while the rest of us inhabit a fabricated playscape whose benevolence is a collective delusion.

I know it sounds like it was all just a terrible disaster. Of course it does. Any situation involving four dead bodies is clearly far from ideal.