Quotes About Coherence

you will often find that knowing little makes it easier to fit everything you know into a coherent pattern.

Even in the absence of time pressure, maintaining a coherent train of thought requires discipline.

The most coherent stories are not necessarily the most probable, but they are plausible, and the notions of coherence, plausibility, and probability are easily confused by the unwary.

Good stories provide a simple and coherent account of people's actions and intentions.

It was beyond imagining that bad font influences judgments of truth and improves cognitive performance, or that an emotional response to the cognitive ease of a triad of words mediates impressions of coherence.

We pay more attention to the content of messages than to information about their reliabillity, and as a result end up with a view of the world around us that is simpler and more coherent than the data justify. Jumping to conclusions is a safer sport in the world of our imagination than it is in reality.

Even in the world of make-believe there have to be rules. The parts have to be consistent and belong together.

It reinforced my sense of living in a coherent universe, of belonging to something important that stretched over time, of being a link in a chain - indebted to many in the past, mostly unknown to me, and responsible to many in the future, who likewise will not know who I was.

A coherent life is one lived in such a way that you can clearly connect the dots between three things: 1. Who you are 2. What you believe 3. What you are doing.

Like a book completely intact but missing one word every dozen, making it a miserable and confusing read.

The Enlightenment may have indeed outlived its usefulness, but it is only through Reason's protocols that one can make a coherent case for Reason's limitations. O ye of little skepticism, kindly acknowledge your debt to that idiom on which you so glibly heap scorn.

As David Lonsdale writes, we feel peace about a particular decision when it is "coherent with" God's desires for our happiness. Ignatius understood that God works through our deepest desires. When we are following that path to God, things seem right. Things feel in synch because they are in synch.

There were so many different ways in which you were required to provide absolute proof of your identity these days that life could easily become extremely tiresome just from that factor alone, never mind the deeper existential problems of trying to function as a coherent consciousness in an epistemologically ambiguous physical universe.

Dixon's car dovetailed,

The highest goal is not distinctions, but synthesis and harmony.

There's a continuity between what I care about in any form: I care about it in my music, in article-writing, in how I dress, in how I live, in my relationships, in how I navigate paparazzi, how I decorate my home. There's such a continuity between everything that I don't really care what form it shows up in.

And an integrated life is one where you're able to fit the different pieces of your life together in seamless fashion.

Are you motivated? Are you coherent? Is your intention aligned? Are your feet, tongue, heart and wallet congruent? That intention shines through.

The way in which we go to the grocery store may tell us everything about the way in which we live a life. The way we tend the life force in a plant may be the way we tend our own life force. We are exquisitely coherent.

Nor knowest thou what argumentThy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent.All are needed by each one;Nothing is fair or good alone.

Action and knowledge are not obstacles to each other.

Well, sanity, I suppose, is getting people to see the world your way.

I talked about places, about the ways that we often talk about love of place, by which we mean our love for places, but seldom of how the places love us back, of what they give us. They give us continuity, something to return to, and offer a familiarity that allows some portion of our own lives to remain connected and coherent. They give us an expansive scale in which our troubles are set into context, in which the largeness of the world is a balm to loss, trouble, and ugliness.

The patterns of our lives come from those things that do not drift apart but move together for a little while, like dancers.