Quotes About Chaos

Ivan showed that in his time and place the only antidote to chaos was absolutism.

I'm not a good dog trainer for the same reasons I am not a Republican: I endorse all forms of social anarchy.

Often I am permitted to return to a meadowas if it were a given property of the mindthat certain bounds hold against chaos,that is a place of first permission,everlasting omen of what is.

It's a mad nightmare,' I muttered.

The telescope destroyed the firmament, did away with the heaven of the New Testament, rendered the ascension of our Lord and the assumption of his Mother infinitely absurd, crumbled to chaos the gates and palaces of the New Jerusalem, and in their places gave to man a wilderness of worlds.

How easy it was to capitalize on a person's own bent for self-destruction; how simple to nudge them into non-being, then to stand back and shrug and agree that it had been the inevitable result of a chaotic, catastrophic life.

Clues from chaos, sense from madness.

Skirting the rubble and wreckage of the street at the foot of Center Point, he marched past a gigantic gold statue of Freddie Mercury that stood over the entrance of the Dominion Theatre across the road, head bowed, one fist raised in the air, like some pagan god of chaos.

a last plea to the adult world, to do what grown-ups were meant to do, and impose order on chaos, substitute sanity for brutality

a multitudinous mess of life's unnecessities.

We had a row about it, actually. She claimed Drek had nothing to do with Jewish people, that he was a kind of chaotic demon and she'd been inspired by a plague doctor's mask, but I mean, we all need to examine our unconscious biases, right?

His own habits of self-discipline, and his preference for cleanliness and order over squalor and chaos, had been forged largely in reaction to his mother's lifestyle. Strike had spent too many hours of his youth enduring the tedium of the perennially stoned to find either pleasure or excitement in the haze of drink, drugs and rock music that had been Leda's natural habitat.

Sixteen unseeing stone of disheveled male slammed into her; Robin was knocked off her feet and catapulted backwards, handbag flying, arms windmilling, towards the void beyond the lethal staircase.

How easy it was to capitalise on a person's own bent for self-destruction; how simple to nudge them into non-being, then to stand back and shrug and agree that it had been the inevitable result of a chaotic, catastrophic life.

Qué fácil era sacar provecho de la inclinación de una persona por la autodestrucción, qué sencillo impulsarla a la no existencia y, después, alejarse, encogerse de hombros y decir que había sido el inevitable resultado de una vida caótica y catastrófica.

Such things happen.

Hell's broken loose.

What Paul is saying is that when we "do church," we are to do it in a proper and fitting manner. There should be order, not chaos. There should be sensibility, not insensitivity. There should be consistency, not discord. There should be guidance, not irresponsibility.

that great condenser of moral chaos, The City.

Organizations that scale well are filled with people who talk and act as if they are in the middle of a manageable mess.

The brave men and women, who serve their country and as a result, live constantly with the war inside them, exist in a world of chaos. But the turmoil they experience isn't who they are; the PTSD invades their minds and bodies.

All the logic seemed to be on our side. The Marine Corps seemed a madness.

And then the earth, the world, the planet, the galaxy, and the entire solar system went crazy.

Somebody blasted a