Quotes About Randomness

Work must reflect the randomness of life, with its incessant, merciless, almost humorous bombardment of highly contrasting emotions and experiences.

What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of heaven and earth could come by chance, when all the skill of art is not able to make an oyster!

What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of heaven and earth could come by chance?

N? vienas iš m?s? neina pasirinktu keliu, neišklysdamas iš jo. kaip duj? molekul?s, nuolat veikiamos sm?gi?, priverstos be perstog?s keisti trajektorij?, taip ir žmones nuolatos veikia visokiausi atsitiktinumai.

I don't write a great song every day. I don't write a great song every couple weeks. It comes in such random times.

People usually lived or died of dumb luck. Not because something mystical cares.

Accept the fact that sometimes coincidences happen. Clouds sometimes look like horses and clocks sometimes stop for no reason. Resist the urge to find meaning and significance everywhere you look.

War did not come like a hurricane, Rorimer realized, destroying everything in its path. It came like a tornado, touching down in patches, taking with it one life while leaving the next person unharmed.

He was in that familiar state - not that the occasion mattered to seriously to him -- of incoherent ideas spreading outward without a center, so characteristic of the present, and whose strange arithmetic adds up to a random proliferation of numbers without forming a unit.

There was no protection, no quota system when it came to luck. It was like that moment in math when a child learns that the odds of heads or tails is always one-in-two, no matter how many times one has flipped the coin and gotten heads. Every flip, the odds are the same. Every day, you could be unlucky all over again.

Everything existing in the universe is the fruit of chance and necessity.

A totally blind process can by definition lead to anything; it can even lead to vision itself.

Chance is the only source of true novelty.

The laws of probability, so true in general, so fallacious in particular.

Nature's fortuitous manifestation of her purposeless objectionableness.

Real numbers are good if you add the word 'random'.

Chance ... must be something more than the name we give to our ignorance.

A very small cause, which escapes us, determines a considerable effect which we cannot ignore, and we say that this effect is due to chance.

Man knows at last that he is alone in the universe's unfeeling immensity, out of which he emerged only by chance.

Luck, however, is too dumb to remain consistent

Biz insanlar evrenin belli gerçeklerini ölçebilecek becerilere sahip deÄŸiliz. Yani, olaylar her ne kadar rastgele görünse de tamamen fiziksel gerçekliklerle koÅŸulland?r?lm??lard?r ve böyle belirlenirler.

Yet again, isn't there something terrible in randomness—the idea that at the very bottom of its calculations, real depravity has no master plan of any kind, it's just a dreamy whim that slides out of people when they are trapped or bored or too lazy to analyze their own mania.

My insistence on leaving so early is in the end a symptom of fear. In a world of randomness and surprises, it's a technique I've developed to ward off anxiety and an unholy, unnameable sense of dread. I want to be on time the same way others lust for power and from a similar drive for security; it makes a little sense, though only a little, in light of the fact that I spent my childhood waiting for a father who never showed up. It's my own crazy way of trying to stay sane.

It was all a big joke. I could see that now. There was no rhyme or reason to whether we lived or died. One day it might be the man next to you at roll call who is torn apart by dogs. The next day it might be you who is shot through the head. You could play the game perfectly and still lose, so why bother playing at all?