Quotes About Order

Under the final level of apparent chaos, one finds strange order again, and the final level of order is thought." "Thought?

I love to knit. There's a comfort to it that I can't entirely explain. The repetition of weaving the yarn around the needle and then forming a stitch creates a sense of purpose, of achievement, of progress. When your entire world is unraveling, you tend to crave order and I found it in knitting.

When your entire world is unraveling, you tend to crave order, and I found it in knitting. In fact, I've even read that knitting can lower stress more effectively than meditation.

The repetition of weaving the yarn around a needle and then forming a stitch creates a sense of purpose, of achievement, of progress. When your entire world is unraveling, you tend to crave order, and I found it in knitting.

The best order of things, to my way of thinking, is the one I was meant to be part of, and to hell with the most perfect of worlds if I am not of it.

We Vietnamese have two philosophies to sustain us. The Confucian tells us how to behave when fate grants us peace and order. The Buddhist trains us to accept our fate even when it brings us blood and chaos.

This was a cruel trick of the mind, yes, but Teddy had long ago accepted the logic of it—waking, after all, was an almost natal state. You surfaced without a history, then spent the blinks and yawns reassembling your past, shuffling the shards into chronological order before fortifying yourself for the present. What

made it, who has established it, who did not create it in vain [tohu], who formed it to be inhabited: "I am the LORD, and there is no other." The product of God's creation was not tohu—that is, in a confused, disorderly

Idleness would have seemed not only a sign of moral decay, but an affront to the natural order of things.

The room was as big as the Duke of Pardloe's library and had at least as many books, and yet the feeling of it was more akin to a small cluttered hole (Pardloe's) You could tell from the books whether a library was meant for show or not, Books that were usedhad an open, interested feel to them, even when closed and neatly lined up on a shelf in strict order. You felt as though the book took on as much interest in you as you did in it and it was willing you to reach for it.

Books that were used had an open, interested feel to them, even if closed and neatly lined up on a shelf in strict order with their fellows. You felt as though the book took as much interest in you as you did in it and was willing to help when you reached for it.

Grey's hair was like his mother's—fair, thick and slightly wavy, prone to disorder unless tightly constrained, which it always would be, if Tom Byrd was given his way.

The world is chaos and death and destruction. But people like you—you don't stand for that. If there is any order in the world, any peace—it's because of you, John, and those very few like you.

To my surprise, it was Lord John. But a Lord John I had never seen before. He was not so much disheveled as shattered, everything in order save his face. "What?" I said, deeply alarmed. "What's happened?

If he were to find rest tonight, they would have to be exhumed; the ghosts raised in order to lay them.

and everything generally made shipshape, which seemed a desirable state of affairs, given that we were in fact aboard a ship.

earth that would make him humiliate himself in that fashion before the Sergeant. "Write. It. Down." The Sergeant bit off the words between his teeth.

God does things on his time. He wanted me to sit down and wanted me to get some other aspects of my life back in order.

We want a rules-based order in Asia-Pacific like we have had in the Atlantic.

We have one authority and one law and everyone has the responsibility to follow that law and that authority.

Clear rules provide huge amounts of freedom: freedom to be safe and freedom to work efficiently because things are in order.

We in government need to ensure that the law is enforced.

The aim of art is to understand and establish order, which is another form of beauty.

Find your own rhythm, and confidently go with that rhythm. When you become one with the rhythm and flow of your own life, you will encounter the rhythm of the universe that bestows harmony and order upon all things: the pulse of the cosmos, Yullyeo.