Quotes About Complexity

I feared Sarah was one of those women who instead of laughing said, That's funny, or instead of smiling said, That's interesting, or instead of saying, You are a stupid blithering idiot, said, Well I think it's a little more complicated than that.

She knew there were only small joys in life--the big ones were too complicated to be joys when you got all through--and once you realized that, it took a lot of the pressure off.

Things, however, rarely happened the way you understood them. Mostly they just sort of drove up alongside what you thought was the case and then moved randomly down some other way.

Marriage, she felt, was a fine arrangement generally, except that one never got it generally. One got it very, very specifically.

In general, people were not road maps. People were not hieroglyphs or books. They were not stories. A person was a collection of accidents. A person was an infinite pile of rocks with things growing underneath.

Sarah'n?n gülmek yerine, Komik, ya da gülümsemek yerine, Ä°lginç, ya da Aptal z?rva geri zekâl?n?n tekisin, demek yerine, Åžey, san?r?m bu ondan biraz daha karma??k, diyen kad?nlardan olmas?ndan korktum. Öyle insanlar?n yan?nda ne yapaca??m? hiç bilemezdim, özellikle de siz konuÅŸtuktan sonra gizemli bir ÅŸekilde Anl?yorum, diyenlerin. Genellikle sadece susard?m.

His eyes were caught in the headlights of something - foreign policy?

This is a Hieronymous Bosch of facts and figures and blood and graphs.

No matter what terror or loveliness the earth could produce—winds, seas—a person could produce the same, lived with the same, lived with all that mixed-up nature swirling inside, every bit.

complexity. Assuming

No one is every only one thing. Inside one person there are so many different people, and quite often they're at war with each other, and sometimes one of them is winning, and sometimes another. We're all so hard to understand, aren't we? I don't even understand myself.

It's true,' said Rosie. 'No one is ever only one thing. Inside one person there are so many different people, and quite often they're at war with each other, and sometimes one of them is winning, and sometimes another. We're all so hard to understand, aren't we? I don't even understand myself. It'd be so much easier to be a dog, don't you think? Or one of these donkeys? I just wish so much...

Women! He thought, who could ever figure them out? No matter what a man said, he was always in the wrong. There was no logic in them.

There was no such thing as human nature, if by that one believed that certain reactions and responses were typical of all men.

on some occasions, women, like dreams, go by contraries.

Right and wrong were shades of meaning, not sides of a coin.

For it was through books that she felt her life to be unjudged Look at all of the great mix-ups, messes, confinement, and double-dealings in Shakespeare, she thought.Identities disguised continually, in a combative dance of illusion and discovery.

with the large interests of others on my shoulders, it cannot be done

This legal legerdemain again frustrated lawmakers who felt that the combine was so vast, slippery, and elusive that it could never be tamed or held accountable.

His grandson wrote that Hamilton's personality was "a mixture of aggressive force and infinite tenderness and amiability.

What makes him so problematic—and why he continues to inspire such ambivalent reactions—is that his good side was every bit as good as his bad side was bad.

We have been tempted to believe that society has become too complex to be managed by self-rule, that government by an elite group is superior to government for, by, and of the people. But if no one among us is capable of governing himself, then who among us has the capacity to govern someone else?

Destroying the systems destroys the chaos.

La realidad es obcecada y compleja e insiste en llevarnos obscenamente la contraria cuando nos ponemos soñadores.