Quotes About Simplicity

To the scientist, the universality of physical laws makes the cosmos a marvelously simple place.

One thing quarks do have going for them: all their names are simple—something chemists, biologists, and especially geologists seem incapable of achieving when naming their own stuff.

consider a spherical cow.

SHE WILL GATHER ROSES This little girl Was born to gather roses, Wild roses. This little girl Was born to glean the rice, Wild rice. This little girl Was born to pick strawberries, Blueberries, elderberries, All the wild berries. This little girl Was born to gather roses, Wild roses. Tsimshian

There are people to whom one need not show off. It's a great comfort sometimes.

resisting the temptation to build complexity when (as in the case of financial regulation) simplicity is a better option.

Men are so simple and so much inclined to obey immediate needs that a deceiver will never lack victims for his deceptions.

Men are so simple, and governed so absolutely by their present needs, that he who wishes to deceive will never fail in finding willing dupes.

The Prince' is bestrewn with truths that can be proved at every turn. Men are still the dupes of their simplicity and greed, as they were in the days of Alexander VI. The cloak of religion still conceals the vices which Machiavelli laid bare in the character of Ferdinand of Aragon. Men will not look at things as they really are, but as they wish them to be—and are ruined. In politics there are no perfectly safe courses; prudence consists in choosing the least dangerous ones.

Anni and Josef Albers's house was the whitest place imaginable.

Then there is Plato on human happiness: "The greatest wealth is to live content with little.

At the Bauhaus, Josef Albers wrote a friend for whose apartment he was designing furniture, "An empty room is always the best.

To reduce apparent details was to increase emotional and physical ease.

She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people...

That's why I loved being with you. We could do the simplest things, like toss starfish into the ocean and share a burger and talk and even then I knew that I was fortunate. Because you were the first guy who wasn't constantly trying to impress me. You accepted who you were, but more than that, you accepted me for me. And nothing else mattered-- not my family or your family or anyone else in the world. It was just us.

Life was about spending time together , about having the time to walk together holding hands, talking quietly as the sun go down. It wasn't glamorous, but it was, in many ways, the best that life has to offer. Wasn't that how the old saying went? Who, on their deathbed, ever said they wished they had worked harder? Or spent less time enjoying a quiet afternoon? Or spent less time with their family?

There was no pretention here, no hidden meanings in the phrases they spoke, no elaborate plans designed to impress the other. Though it had always been easy to spend time with Mike, she suddenly realized that in the whirlwind of the past couple of weeks, she'd almost forgot how much she enjoyed it.

Who did she know in Raleigh who took the time off to fix a house? Or read Whitman or Eliot, finding images in the mind, thoughts of the spirit? Or hunted dawn from the bow of a canoe? These weren't the things that drove society, but she felt they shouldn't be treated as unimportant. They made living worthwhile.

Early on, he'd learned to enjoy simple things, things that couldn't be bought, and he had a hard time understanding people who felt otherwise.

Being with him was like toast and butter from the very beginning.

Oh yeah? What did you have last night? Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle. And the night before? Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle. She giggled. What was the last hot meal you cooked? He pretended to rack his brains. Uh...beans and franks. On Monday.

The last thing she'd wanted was anything as complicated as a relationship, for it felt as though there we're though complication in her life already.

I am, however, of the opinion that something has been lost in the process: the simple joy of waking in the morning and having nothing whatsoever to do.

O?aran sam ?injenicom da ona uvijek pokazuje svoje osje?aje s djetinjom lako?om. Kad je tužna, pla?e; kad je vesela, smije se, i najviše voli kad je se iznenadi nekom lijepom gestom.