Quotes About Complexity

There are quantities of human beings, but there are many more faces, for each person has several.

The more human we become, the more different we become.

Sex is difficult, true. But difficult things are what we were set to do, almost everything serious is difficult, and everything is serious.

Some things are just too unjust for words, and too ambiguous for either speech or ideas.

Power, for the writer….lies in his ability to reveal if only a little bit more about the complexity of humanity.

Our fate is to become one, and yet many— This is not prophecy, but description.

I had accepted the accepted attitudes and it had made life seem simple. But not anymore.

There is more in every person's soul than we think.

She shows us only surfaces but Nature is a million fathoms deep.

Men cease to interest us when we find their limitations.

Man is physically as well as metaphysically a thing of shreds and patches, borrowed unequally from good and bad ancestors, and a misfit from the start.

Man is explicable by nothing less than all his history.

Simplicity could only have been bought at a great price in accuracy.

For most of human history, we appear to have lived in tribes of seventy-five to 150 people. Those who could not handle the complexity of the relationships would go off on their own. Lions need to eat, after all. Today

taken. There is so much intelligibility and specified complexity in this world that it seems willful and prejudiced to try to explain it away with no intelligence behind it. Can morality, personality, and reality be reasonably explained without a personal, moral first cause?

What God wanted him [Job] to realize was that this same God who brought such pattern and beauty into a world He had fashioned out of nothing could also bring a pattern and beauty out of Job's brokenness. The universe is both complex and intelligible, and Job was reminded of that. There is intelligence behind the design,as there is also intelligence in helping us cope with suffering.

Tragedia maturiz?rii nu const? în faptul c? ne pierdem copil?ria în simplitatea ei, ci în aceea c? ne pierdem inocenÈ›a în sublimul ei.

It's poor judgment', said Grandpa 'to call anything by a name. We don't know what a hobgoblin or a vampire or a troll is. Could be lots of things. You can't heave them into categories with labels and say they'll act one way or another. That'd be silly. They're people. People who do things. Yes, that's the way to put it. People who *do* things.

He says I'm a regular onion! I keep him busy peeling away the layers.

We haven't been too bad, have we? No, nor enormously good. I suppose that's the trouble - we haven't been much of anything except us, while a big part of the world was busy being lots of awful things.

We should not judge our books by their covers, some books exist between covers that are perfectly people-shaped

We haven't been too bad, have we?' 'No, nor enormously good. I suppose that's the trouble--we haven't been very much of anything except us, while a big part of the world was busy being lots of quite awful things.

If someone tells you what a story is about, they are probably right. If they tell you that that is all the story is about, they are very definitely wrong.

Why are some people all grasshopper fiddlings, scrapings, all antennae shivering, one big ganglion eternally knotting, slip-knotting, square-knotting themselves? They stoke a furnace all their lives, sweat their lips, shine their eyes and start it all in the crib. Caesar's lean and hungry friends. They eat the dark, who only stand and breathe.