Quotes About Pandemonium

Chaos is where we are when we don't know where we are, and what we are doing when we don't know what we are doing. It is, in short, all those things and situations we neither know nor understand

And as I stood there looking in terror, the wind blew out both the candles in that ancient peaked garret, leaving me in savage and impenetrable darkness with chaos and pandemonium before me, and the demon madness of that night-baying viol behind me.

I dream of a day when they may rise above the billows to drag down in their reeking talons the remnants of puny, war-exhausted mankind—of a day when the land shall sink, and the dark ocean floor shall ascend amidst universal pandemonium.

Grab their lines! Stop that coffeehouse!" someone was shouting. "There are fugitives and cell-breakers aboard!

We're not into music. We're into chaos.

My world is just one big chaos!

chaos doesn't come close to describing things.

This mess is a place!

Chaos begets chaos begets chaos.

They rode out on the north road as would parties bound for El Paso but before they were even quite out of sight of the city they had turned their tragic mounts to the west and they rode infatuate and half fond toward the red demise of that day, toward the evening lands and the distant pandemonium of the sun.

before they were even quite out of sight of the city they had turned their tragic mounts to the west and they rode infatuate and half fond toward the red demise of that day, toward the evening lands and the distant pandemonium of the sun.

Nothing will make a place feel unlike home like chaos.

What's a pandemonium?" whispered one of the men in the rear. "It's like a calliope," answered a companion. "I heard one played at the Harmony Fair last summer, when I went there to see my sister's boy play his organ." "His what?" "His organ." "Lord. People pay money to see things like that?

We owe pandemonium to Milton's Paradise Lost (where it is 'the high Capital of Satan and his Peers'), diplomacy to Edmund Burke, and pessimism to Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

I remember when I was in Los Angeles, and there was one of the very big earthquakes, and it was just absolute pandemonium. I mean the streets were just - people were crashing into each other, people were looting, in just a very short amount of time.

Chaos is my speciality.

Virtually any practical task becomes chaos within seconds of me getting near it.

What the mess

The world has gone a bit mad.

I am not a country girl at all. I tried the whole country dream and it didn't work for me. I need the madness and pandemonium of a city around me.

H1N1 virus of 1918, the virus that created its own killing fields.

Book X ... Satan arrives at Pandemonium; in full assembly relates, with boasting, his success against Man; instead of applause is entertained with a general hiss by all his audience, transformed, with himself also, suddenly into serpents, according to his doom given in paradise; then, deluded with a show of the forbidden tree springing up before them, they, greedily reaching to take of the fruit, chew dust and bitter ashes...

Haven't seen so much screaming and yelling since I went to a goat-fuck out in South

This 'gargantuan multidimensional clusterfuck.