Quotes About Complexity

Look, we're all the same; a man is a fourteen-room house --in the bedroom he's asleep with his intelligent wife, in the living-room he's rolling around with some bareass girl, in the library he's paying his taxes, in the yard he's raising tomatoes, and in the cellar he's making a bomb to blow it all up.

Finally life becomes a very specific thing--and that's what we are. Ultimately, looking back, I'm beginning to believe that we need to always be fucked up. We need to always have some reason to hate ourselves, something to make us feel eternally incomplete.

Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!

El cerebro del hombre está atiborrado de trapos.

The typical gambler might not really understand the probabilistic nuances of the wheel or the dice, but such things seem a bit more tractable than, say, trying to raise a child in this lunatic society of ours.

We take as building material relations and relata. The relations unite the relata; the relata are the meeting-points of the relations. The one is unthinkable apart from the other. I do not think that a more general starting-point of structure could be conceived.

The simpler elements of the scientific world have no immediate counterparts in everyday experience; we use them to build things which have counterparts.

Society, my dear, is like salt water, good to swim in but hard to swallow.

Una mujer nunca es sólo una mujer, querido Max. Es también, y sobre todo, los hombres que tuvo, que tiene y que podría tener. Ninguna se explica sin ellos.

Con rusos y con mujeres nunca se sabe.

España es un país formidable, con una historia maravillosa de creación, de innovación, de continuidad de proyecto… Es el país más inteligible de Europa, pero lo que pasa es que la gente se empeña en no entenderlo (JULIÁN MARÍAS).

A woman is never just a woman dear Max. She is first and foremost the men she once had, those she has, and those she might have. Without them, she remains a mystery... and whoever discovers that information possesses the combination to the safe. The access to her secrets.

De enorgullecerse y horrorizarse al mismo tiempo, sin complejos, de lo que somos y de lo que fuimos, en esta nación hecha de pueblos diversos, cuyos quinientos años de existencia y tres mil de memoria se atreven a negar, hoy, los oportunistas y los imbéciles.

Ante un texto, cada uno aplica su propia perversidad

Uno nunca sabe qué tenebrosos pozos de perversidad, o de estupidez, esconde en el fondo de su alma.

Juro a vuestras mercedes que no lograba odiarla. Por el contrario, la certeza de que tenía parte en mi desgracia dejábame un regusto agridulce, que intensificaba el hechizo de su recuerdo. Era malvada –y aún lo fue más con el tiempo, voto a Cristo– pero era bellísima. Y justo esa connivencia de maldad y de belleza, tan ligadas una a otra, me causaba una fascinación intensa, un doloroso placer al sufrir trabajos y penar por su causa.

She loves you, loathes you, treats you well, then ill. Like a leech or a surgeon's knife, she's double-edged: sometimes she'll cure, but sometimes she will kill.

Muchos hombres están en este hombre. Muchas vidas están en esta vida. Ha tenido muchos nombres. Ha tenido muchas vidas. Todos esos nombres y todas esas vidas no podrían caber en tu pobre cabeza. No podrían caber en mi pobre cabeza.

Love. It is a word that means nothing and everything at the same time.

Poetry, especially traditional Iranian poetry, is very good at looking at things from a number of different angles simultaneously.

It's very difficult to talk about religion in Iran because religion has gotten so mixed up with politics.

I don't have any solution, but I certainly admire the problem.

Vous valez pour moi tout un public, car il y a un monde en vous.

Life is just a plain bloody mess, that's all. And people are fools.