Quotes About Complexity

You are mysterious. I love you. You're beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that's the rarest known combination.

The very qualities I love you for are the ones that will always make you a failure.

Begin with an individual, and before you know it you find that you have created a type: begin with a type, and you find that you have created - nothing. That is because we are all queer fish, queerer behind our faces and voices than we want anyone to know or than we know ourselves.

Suddenly I wasn't thinking of Daisy or Gatsby anymore, but of this clean, hard, limited person, who dealt in universal skepticism, and who leaned back jauntily just within the circle of my arm.

He had long been outside of the world of simple desires and their fulfillments, and he was inept and uncertain.

Writers aren't exactly people. They're a whole lot of people, trying to be one person.

Writers aren't exactly people, they're a bunch of people trying to be one person.

Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it

Back at two o'clock in the Roi George corridor the beauty of Nicole had been the beauty of Rosemary as the beauty of Leonardo's girl was to that of the girl of an illustrator. Dick moved on through the rain, demoniac and frightened, the passions of many men inside him and nothing simple that he could see.

After the sureties of youth there sets in a period of intense and intolerable complexity.

These people could appreciate me and take me for granted, and these men would fall in love with me and admire me, whereas the clever men I meet would just analyze me and tell me I'm this because of this or that because of that. —Anthony for the moment wanted fiercely to paint her, to set her down now, as she was, as, as with each relentless second she could never be again. What

What do you remember—their kisses? All sorts of things…. Men are different with women. Different in what way? Oh, entirely—and quite inexpressibly. Men who had the most firmly rooted reputation for being this way or that would sometimes be surprisingly inconsistent with me. Brutal men were tender, negligible men were astonishingly loyal and lovable, and, often, honorable men took attitudes that were anything but honorable. For

He felt so intensely about people that in moments of apathy he preferred to remain concealed; that one could parade a casualness into his presence was a challenge to the key on which he lived

Dick's discovery that he was not in love with her, nor she with him, had added to rather than diminished his passion for her. Now that he knew he would not enter further into her life, she became the strange woman for him. He supposed many men meant no more than that when they said they were in love - not a wild submergence of soul, a dipping of all colors into an obscuring dye, such as his love for Nicole had been.

I could settle down if women were different, he said. If I didn't understand so much about them, if women didn't spoil you for other women, if they had only a little pride. If I could go to sleep for a while and wake up into a home that was really mine - why, that's what I'm made for, Paula, that's what women have seen in me and liked in me. It's only that I can't get through the preliminaries any more.

I couldn't forgive him or like him but I saw that what he had done was, to hm, entirely justified.

Remarkable that a person can comprehend so little and yet live in such a complex civilization.

Well, Rosalind has still to meet the man she can't outdistance. Honestly, Alec, she treats men terribly. She abuses them and cuts them and breaks dates with them and yawns in their faces--and they come back for more. They love it. They hate it. She's a--she's a sort of vampire, I think--and she can make girls do what she wants usually--only she hates girls.

I was within and without simultaneously enchanted and repelled by inexhaustible variety of life.

I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life. Myrtle

There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind...

E remarcabil c? o fiin?? uman? poate s? înÈ›eleag? atît de puÈ›in, deÈ™i tr?ieÈ™te într-o civilizaÈ›ie atît de complex?.

Babam?n bilgiççe söylediÄŸi ve benim de bilgiççe onaylad???m ÅŸu sözünü unutmaktan halen korku duyar?m: baz? temel incelikler dünyaya adaletsiz da??t?lm??t?r.

I was within and without simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life