Quotes About Chaos

had always studied in disorder.

Acaso todo en ella era fruto del desorden de las ocasiones?

She said that since then she had been very careful never to forget that we are very crowded beings, full of physics, astrophysics, biology, religion, soul, bourgeoisie, proletariat, capital, work, profit, politics, many harmonious phrases, many unharmonious, the chaos inside and the chaos outside.

No institution- behind the façade, behind the pompous name and the numerous employees- truly functioned. No decipherable order, only an unruly and uncontrollable crowd on streets cluttered with sellers of every possible type of merchandise, people speaking at the top of their lungs, urchins, beggars.

En qué desorden vivíamos, cuántos fragmentos de nosotros mismos salían volando como si vivir fuese estallar en esquirlas.

In quale disordine vivevamo, quanti frammenti di noi stessi schizzavano via come se vivere fosse esplodere in schegge.

Leo muchísimo pero sin ningún orden, y olvido lo que leo.

Engineering -nature is engineering, so is culture, science is right behind, only chaos is not an engineer- and, along with it, the furious need to reproduce.

Literary work couldn't seriously force the whirlpool of debris that constituted the real into any grammatical or syntactical order.

Ah, compañeros, otra cosa quiero decirles: aquí uno se desespera de tanto papeleo, de tanto oficio, de tanto que se tienen que levantar actas burocráticas. Papel y papel. Mire ahora: ¡ya todos los papeles volaron por los aires! El terremoto todo lo alevantó. (Alonso Mixteco)

I was like a clock that had exploded- my springs were hanging out, my hands were cockeyed, and my numbers were falling off.

I can't find my car keys in the morning. Trying to get out of my house is a nightmare. 'Where's my wallet? Where are my keys? I have to go find a missing person.'

They do not seek "safety." They seek to destroy.

What chance could an algorithm have against all that inner chaos? And yet that remains the crucial challenge of the future, to bridge the gap between the calculable and the numinous, between the machine and the erratic, unstable, passion-ruled soul of man,

Dictatorship, in its own twisted way, was understandable; repression was universal. War is so random, so arbitrary.

The system of transportation is not coherent; it is not treated as integral. Roads compete with with railroads and airlines in chaotic fashion, and at immense cost to the nation.

Sport is imposing order on what was chaos.

What is universal is the human propensity to create order out of chaos.

Without sarcasm I sink into chaos.

The best way to avoid any topic to even discuss is to jointly create ruckus.

Law is order in liberty, and without order liberty is social chaos.

Verden var et jævelig sted, det hendte så mye som jeg verken kunne begripe eller forstå.

Tradition is here nothing but a bulwark against the all too violently approaching storms of unfamiliar, an element which is felt to be a principle of life but also of destruction. It is impossible to understand mannerism if one does not grasp the fact that its imitation of classical models is an escape from the threatening chaos, and that the subjective over-straining of its forms is the expression of the fear that form might fail the struggle with life and art fade into soul-less beauty.

Here is a terrifying system-wide purview: crime, disease, environment, and politics all obey a heinous logic of unknowable dormancy, so that we know them only when they explode, when they present the bill, when the damage is done. It is the damage that constitutes our knowing.