Quotes About Complexity

The paradox of illuminating complexity is that it is inherently difficult to do so without erasing all of the nuance.

To understand American Indians is to understand America. This is the story of the paradoxically least and most American place in the twenty-first century. Welcome to the Rez.

It must be admitted, truth compels me to admit, even here in the presence of the monument we have erected to his memory, Abraham Lincoln was not . . . either our man or our model. In his interests, in his associations, in his habits of thought, and in his prejudices, he was a white man.

It's strange how sometimes you can be so happy it goes all the way round to sadness.

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if you give directions for a living, then it's pretty hard to follow them.

The mall owes its existence to Level II complexity: malls weren't feasible before there were cars, yet you could not predict their rise just by examining a car.

Yet about an AlphaGo move that left some commenters literally speechless, one go master, Fan Hui, said, "It's not a human move. I've never seen a human play this move." Then, softly, "So beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful.

in this way, artificial neural networks are like the brain's very real neural network. These networks can be insanely complicated.

A fractured, flawed man, he combined elements of George Borup, Robert Peary, and Lord Byron.

Todo esto empieza a hacer que el hábito de los antropólogos de colocar a los nobles yurok o a los artistas kwakiutl juntos en el saco de forrajeadores opulentos o cazadores-recolectores complejos parezca un tanto estúpido: el equivalente a afirmar que un ejecutivo petrolero de Texas y un poeta egipcio medieval son agriculturalistas complejos porque comen un montón de trigo.

Stop trying to change reality by eliminating complexity.

Short, dark, and slight, he looks simultaneously middle-aged and prepubescent, a little worse for wear in any case with his black hair matted like a street cat and his eyes crusted over and bleary.

I found him very sexy because I love difference. An unbearably handsome face bores me unless something beneath it surface is crooked or askew: even a broken nose or one eye slightly higher than the other, or something psychological, something unfamiliar and maybe even suspect.

Alcohol was the reason we formed complex civilizations, and having to deal with the complexities of civilization is the reason most of us need alcohol.

We are all so different largely because we all have different combinations of intelligences. If we recognize this, I think we will have at least a better chance of dealing appropriately with the many problems that we face in the world.

The Devil fights from behind barricades of linguistic complexity, but the war of words will be won by those armed only with simplistic truths

Unrequited love is quantum romance

Glittering generalities are designed to blind you from the dull Devil in the details

What we do as a society is seek simple answers.

The kaleidoscope remains the most efficacious instrument for those of us who've been shattered. There's so much I can't explain if someone would just give me the chance...

I have known enough of women to understand they are as duplicitous and vicious as men. If they are capable of being our equals in malice, why not in our better qualities as well? There are no masculine virtues, Veronica. And none sacred to women either. We are all of us just people, and most badly flawed ones at that.

He isn't interested in simple. He wants what he wants. No matter how much trouble she is and no matter whether he even understands it himself.

Even now you do not know what to make of me and I will not own what I am. I want you to think of me when you eave this place and wonder whether I am merely a mortal or something beyond. A better man would release you and want you to love another. I am no better man. I am selfish and flawed and I have nothing to offer you that is not broken or imperfect including myself, and so I offer you nothing but I love you until the day I die and no man will love you more.