Quotes About Complexity

When faced with a problem you do not understand, do any part of it you do understand and then look at it again.

artists of the modern era have carried origami to unprecedented heights of realism and complexity.

Sometimes six and six make a dozen, and sometimes they make a mess

A pattern that is all one color is no pattern.

But only a fool thought he knew what was in a woman's head just because she had a smile on her face.

Uncomplicated men assumed others to have uncomplicated motivations

A woman would do a thing until you were sure she always would, then do something else just to fuddle you.

The Father of Lies never lays simple plans

Who knows a woman's heart? Most women will shrug off what a man would kill you for, and kill you for what a man would shrug off.

explain decisions as seldom as possible; the more often you explained, the more explanations were necessary, until they were all you had time for.

Faile was the only woman Perrin wanted, but sometimes he felt like a fish trying to understand a bird.

A man's dreams are a maze even he cannot know," Bair had told her once.

No one was ever simply anything

One day he was going to understand women. When he had the time to apply to it. He suspected a lifetime would not be enough, though.

Better to try understanding the sun than a woman

pattern that is all one color is no pattern.

Women are a maze through briars in the night

a man needed all of his wits dealing with a woman. Too often even that was not enough;

Each message had thickened the fog more than cleared it.

the world was not black and white—it wasn't even gray. It was full of colors that sometimes didn't fit into any spectrum of morality.

the Creator must have been tired when it came time to make men; sometimes they hardly seemed human. "And

You appear to be a mass of contradictions, Dr Washburn said. There's a subsurface violence almost always in control, but very much alive. There's also a pensiveness that seems painful for you, yet you rarely give vent to the anger that pain must provoke.

You appear to be a mass of contradictions; there's a subsurface violence almost always in control, but very much alive.

The physical and the psychological. They were related, interwoven—two strands of experience, or stimulae, that became knotted.