Quotes About Categorization

I think people like to label everything. I just think it's comfortable.

It doesn't bother me when I'm labeled, but it's so... limiting. It's so boxy.

I don't like labels. I think they conceal more than they reveal, sort of like a bikini.

I dislike labels like 'commercial' and 'non commercial.'

They always like to put labels on me.

I'm not - I'm not going to define people by labels: who's a real Republican, who's not a real Republican.

Labels are actually not to make us understand things better: they are actually to ostracise and discriminate that what does not belong to the majority.

If someone labels you, it is very hard to shake it off.

I hate genres. I think they're just marketing labels.

Sam was her friend, but "friend" was a broad category, wasn't it? "Friend" was a word that was overused to the point that it had no meaning at all.

Kate) had found multiple titles by individual authors scattered willy-nilly through the collection. It made her want to pull her hair out. Obviously!- an individual author's body of work all belonged on one shelf, the works arranged, in turn, by whatever system was most suitable: by volume number, alphabetically by title, or by the year of publication, or, in case of playwrights, works grouped by genre- tragedies with tragedies, comedies with comedies, histories with histories, and so on.

Hoarding appeared to result, at least in part, from deficits in processing information. Making decisions about whether to keep and how to organize objects requires categorization skills, confidence in one's ability to remember, and sustained attention. To maintain order, one also needs the ability to efficiently assess the value or utility of an object.

Invariably, people who suffer from hoarding problems fail to maintain even the most rudimentary organization of their stuff—but not from lack of effort. Like Irene, most have spent countless hours trying to organize their possessions, with little success. Deficits in executive functions such as planning, categorization, organization, and attention leave them lost amid a sea of things, unable to figure out what to do next.

Ben wished the world was organized by the Dewey decimal system. That way you'd be able to find whatever you were looking for.

Ben wished the world was organized by the Dewey decimal system. That way you'd be able to find whatever you were looking for.

Ben wished the world was organized by the Dewey decimal system. That way you'd be able to find whatever you were looking for, like the meaning of your dream, or your dad.

our brain uses a couple of key strategies to help us make sense of the world. First, it makes associations between patterns of sensory input that co-occur, creating "memories" from our experiences. Second, it uses these stored memories to categorize and interpret new experience. And if new input is similar enough to previous experience, it will categorize the new experience as similar or equal to the past experience.

anything new will activate our stress-response systems. Our default response to novelty is "Uh-oh. What is this?" And until the new thing is proven safe and positive, it will be categorized as a potential threat.

But people seem to have a great love for names; for to know a great many names, seems to look like knowing a good many things; though I should not be surprised, if there were a great many more names than things in the world.

Those who can, do; those who can't learn classification and cataloguing.

I've tried to avoid labels, but they always find you.

When you come into this league, everyone tries to put you in categories - 'this is what he is' or 'this is what he can do.'

Everywhere you turn, there are lists and statistics. Any business, any sport, any hobby - we will try to categorize who is the best at some component of that endeavor. It's part human nature and part technology, since we have been conditioned to have access to answers and trivial problems at our fingertips.

Fiction, nonfiction. Biography, memoir. Science, psychology. History. Everything had its place. That was the beauty of libraries. No surprise except when someone screwed up, or was lazy, or was a thief.