Quotes About Chaos

I cried and bit my fingers and drank wine I snuck from the Clairmont pantry. I spun violently into the sky, raging and banging stars from their moorings, swirling and vomiting. I

I am an arsonist

He spread his paint on canvas-here light, there dark-till it looked like a streaked agate stone, and then "with little trouble," he made a finished painting emerge surprisingly out of the chaos of mixed paint.

Margaret realized the chaotic nature of our daily life, and its difference from the orderly sequence that has been fabricated by historians. Actual life is full of false clues and sign-posts that lead to nowhere. With infinite effort we nerve ourselves for a crisis that never comes. The most successful career must show a waste of strength that might have moved mountains, and the most unsuccessful is not that of a man who is taken unprepared, but of him who has prepared and is never taken.

Then, of course, we could choose to stay only within the reach of those rulers we favor—and I can't conceive of the chaos and overburdened troops and officials that would be found in any realm in which folk could choose their rulers. Thankfully, I can't believe that any people would ever be crazed enough to do that. Not in this world, anyway.

Through Scripture, we hear Christ's voice speaking into the outrage, giving us wisdom rather than forcing us to seek it from the chaotic masses. Through prayer, we cast our anxieties and fears upon Christ rather than pouring them out into a vat of outrage. Through fasting, we remind ourselves of the soul's dependence upon Christ and the insufficiency of everything else.

Trump did not stop the "American carnage." He unleashed it.

The mad can make their own laws.

The room was in almost comic disorder. It was a room in which a struggle has taken place between its occupant and that burning-eyed hag, Sleeplessness. The hag, it was plain, had won.

In this unlighted cave, one step forward That step can be the down-step into the Abyss. But we, we have no sense of direction; impetus Is all we have; we do not proceed, we only Roll down the mountain, Like disbalanced boulders, crushing before us many Delicate springing things, whose plan it was to grow.

I love America because it is a confused, chaotic mess - and I hope we can keep it this way for at least another thousand years. The permissive society is the free society.

The gross evil of our time defies all labels.

Koyaanisqatsi!

The world is a zoo

O burn the house! You've murdered the husband, slaughtered the cattle, poisoned the well, raped the mother, killed the child - you must burn the house! You're soldiers - you must do your duty ... O burn the house! Burn the house! Burn the house!

And on the eighth day God said, "Okay, Murphy, you're in charge!"

Fire in the lake: the image of Revolution.

SNAFU (Situation Normal All Fucked Up).

Life in the fast laneSurely make you lose your mind.

A hand omnipotent, in endless space, From chaos, formed a world and found a place, Where, through the countless ages, yet unborn, A star might shine from dusk to rosy morn....

They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.

We make our lives out of chaos and hope. And love.

Cannot find REALITY.SYS...Universe Halted.

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