Quotes About Chaos

What's going on here? Miles demanded, pushing his way past the last of the stampeding throng. And why is Santa worshiping that elf?

My purse, like all purses, seems to have a traveling black hole in it.

Strike that, no killing today, though depending on the level of stupid aimed at us, I was willing to look at a little mayhem.

You can plan around a ruthless man, but a madman throws all your plans to the wind.

A mother teaches her daughter to perpetuate the tedious rituals of her own imperfect life. And by instilling in her child the virtues of order, she shows her how to keep the chaos at bay.

We stop, swivel, pause in the middle of the Grand Canal. We're waiting for another water taxi to emerge from under a bridge, and once it's gone we pass through, the buses slipping past us, a gondola too, the gondolier angling his pole skillfully under the bridge; everyone seems to know how to get past everyone else with no obvious rules, no traffic lanes. "Imagine a pileup," Paige comments. "Everyone would drown.

My world is falling apart.

Here stands a girl clutching a knife. There is grease on the stove, blood in the air, and angry words piled in the corners.

The world turns upside down every day.

Flames curled out of all the windows next door. The rooftop beyond that was a lake of fire. Every building in sight was burning. The air was filled with crackling and popping sounds, with shrieks and screams coming from the street below.

The tension between Patriot and Loyalist New Yorkers, the Tea Water Pump, the taking of lead from houses, the pulling down of King George's statue, the chaos surrounding the British invasion of the city, the fire, prisoners of war, the Queen's Birthday Ball: all of these are historical facts. I wove the fictional characters of Isabel and Curzon into the history to give readers a sense of what life might have been like in those days.

Weddings, I began to understand, were vile, filthy things when they ran amuck.

They've transformed the weather into some sort of celestial crap game.

The conscious purpose of science is control of Nature; its unconscious effect is disruption and chaos.

Software is like entropy. It is difficult to grasp, weighs nothing, and obeys the second law of thermodynamics; i.e. it always increases.

Nature, when left to universal laws, tends to produce regularity out of chaos.

Where the electron behaves and misbehaves as it will, where the forces tie themselves up into knots of atoms and come united.

Science is an essentially anarchic enterprise.

To some physicists chaos is a science of process rather than state, of becoming rather than being.

The more chaos there is, the more science holds on to abstract systems of control, and the more chaos is engendered.

Science has explored the microcosmos and the macrocosmos; we have a good sense of the lay of the land. The great unexplored frontier is complexity.

It may happen that small differences in the initial conditions produce very great ones in the final phenomena.

Real numbers are good if you add the word 'random'.

Computers are the central access; information processing based on a spiral network, similar to that which is the chaos of existence itself, the analysis of systems, the interlocking lokas.