Quotes About Disarray

Messy arrangements far outweigh orderly ones.

He was gone, unglued, lost in a pathetic blubbering panic.

Chaos is found in greatest abundance wherever order is being sought. It always defeats order, because it is better organized.

The four lesser apocalyptical horsemen of Panic, Bewilderment, Ignorance, and Shouting took control of the room

Sometimes t feels like I live in a circus and all the animals are loose.

My world is just one big chaos!

No chaos, no creation. Evidence: the kitchen at mealtime.

Under Mr. Corbyn, Labour are a shambles.

When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.

When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you've got problems. It

You're off your fucking rocker!" "You have no idea. I don't have a rocker anymore. I don't even have a fucking porch to put it on. And there certainly aren't slow paddling fans or magnolia trees blossoming above aforementioned missing chair.

Hawk couldn't find Adam. He couldn't find Grimm. And now he couldn't find his own wife. What the hell kind of wedding day was this?

När hjulet kom, gick allting på tok för fort för oss.

Her memories were beads jumbled loose in a box, unstrung.

Julia was like a tornado, and she left chaos wherever she went.

In short, the war got off to a pretty good start, with the help of chaos.

I stepped over toys and broken furniture and bits and parts of machinery until I entered what was supposed to be a living room, though it looked more like a storage bin for chaos.

What I Found in My Desk A ripe peach with an ugly bruise, a pair of stinky tennis shoes, a day-old ham-and-cheese on rye, a swimsuit that I left to dry, a pencil that glows in the dark, some bubble gum found in the park, a paper bag with cookie crumbs, an old kazoo that barely hums, a spelling test I almost failed, a letter that I should have mailed, and one more thing, I must confess, a note from teacher: Clean This Mess!!!!

they are making havoc of my estate

There are some people who have trouble recognizing a mess.

If indeed the universe posessed a mind, it was a cluttered one. And if corners such as these thrived in that mind, then the custodian was asleep, or, perhaps, drunk.

Even if it could speak, its stories would have no unfolding of events, no beginnings or endings, just one senseless, single-syllable cacophony of middle.

Taziel's clothes lay strewn around the floor of the darkened room, limp ghosts of his long body fashioned in fabric.

Got me as fussed as a fart in a mitten.