Quotes About Chaos

Fuck,' he whispered. 'Aye,' said Shivers. Craw almost took a tumble on the wet grass. 'Til he remembered there was an awful lot a man could be saying fuck about. That's the beauty of the word. It can mean just about anything, depending on how things stand. Horror, shock, pain, fear, worry. None were out of place. There was a battle on.

I'm seein' the syphilitic afterbirth of a Mongolian clusterfuck, is what I see there.

Sirens wailed; the revolution had come to Harrisonville. Blood was flowing on Pearl Street.

Anyone who sees clearly sees chaos everywhere. Art is a way of temporarily setting order to confusion. Temporary and incomplete; that's why we never run out of new art. Anyone who comes to the tools of art without that sense of confusion is an invader.

It seemed to her sometimes that this was the only fight that mattered: the struggle to take the world's chaos and make it mean something, to put it to words.

She'd done things to him he thought only happened to characters in country-western songs, laying waste to his car, his dogs, driving him from his home, and making an outlaw of him. It was almost funny.

You could just tell she was the best kind of trouble.

Death and ruin is man's preferred ecosystem.

He was poured forth into a thunderous torrent of souls, ejected from the earth and any sense of order and into this other, older chaos.

There are two infections running rampant. One is the Dragonscale, and the other is panic." "It

Time must be slowed to a crawl to make sense of any scene of true chaos—to show the flurry of human action and reaction going off like multiple strings of firecrackers, all at once. Every

Folks woke up today to a poisoned world, and some of them won't see any reason to hold back on doing the awful things they've always dreamed of.

Probably fire and pestilence to follow, could be a plague of boils and locusts, maybe an egg and bacon shortage to top things off.

Every so often, the universe must just get bored and decide to really cut loose.

It seemed that a prodigious cloud of toxic, nervous, and paralysing gas had engulfed the country. Everything was unravelling, falling to pieces and being thrown into panic like a machine that was drunk, everything was taking place as if it was part of an indescribable nightmare. ANDRÉ MORIZE

People aren't tidy creations to be stacked neatly in the Tupperware or poured in premeasured quantities from a box into the Cuisinart with no spills; everybody alive is a lost and disastrous mess.

Tyler seriously considered fabricating an outbreak of salmonella in the hors d'oeuvres and an impending locust plague, either of which would require everyone to leave now.

Cat Among the Pigeons

Swiss citizens could see now that U.S.-style drug crackdowns had brought chaos to their streets—and after the government provided a legal route to heroin, the chaos vanished. So they argued that the drug war means disorder, while ending the drug war means slowly restoring order.

My poor head is in such a whirl, my mind is all in bits.

We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.

Real life ... it was an ambiguous world, where actions sometimes had no meaning, where chaos reigned and no one was allowed to see the big picture, only their small portion of it.

How much of your life can you account for? My life is a collage of unaccounted for brush strokes; I am all random".

Outlaws are can openers in the supermarket of life.