Quotes About Complexity

Aye, you're neither one thing nor yet quite t'other. Pity, but there 'tis.

Son muchos los Nueva Yores que hay en Nueva York. Como muchos los amores que hay en el amor, que dijo Eça De Queirós.

She's no angel. He's no saint.

Sad thing is, you can still love someone and be wrong for them.

Anybody who is never willing to face/withstand/bear/overcome so many things will hardly have so many things in life. Because, life itself is bound to unfold so many things both good & bad/favourable & unfavourable/simple & complex.

If the human brain were so simple that we could understand it, we would be so simple that we couldn't.

I have all the defects of other people and yet everything they do seems to me inconceivable.

A conscious fruit fly would have to confront exactly the same difficulties, the same kind of insoluble problems as man.

Exist? idei care au oarece greutate doar dac? avem bunul-gust de a nu le aprofunda; de îndat? ce vrem s? intr?m în detalii, s? le explic?m, s? le justific?m, ele se n?ruie ÅŸi îÅŸi dezv?luie neantul.

Each opinion, each view is necessarily partial, truncated, inadequate. In philosophy and in anything, originality comes down to incomplete definitions.

Nothing desiccates a mind so much as its repugnance to conceive obscure ideas.

Everything that can be classified is perishable. Only what is susceptible to several interpretations endures.

Être moderne, c'est bricoler dans l'incurable.

Conversation is fruitful only between minds given to consolidating their perplexities.

Man attracts and appalls me, I love and hate him with a vehemence which condemns me to passivity.

I never met one interesting mind that was not richly endowed with inadmissible deficiencies

Every time a social phenomenon is directly explained by a psychological phenomenon, we may rest assured that the explanation is false".

Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.

The inside of my head is out of control. It is on fire. It is snowing. It is a wild jungle. It is an Arctic wilderness. It is everything that has ever happened and everything that ever will happen, all at once.

feelings come in a daisy chain. all entwined together and beautiful as a whole but there are always the weak flowers somewhere in the links.

Doubtless, if all subjects of the same Government only thought of what was useful to them, and if they all thought the same thing useful, and all thought that same thing could be attained in the same way, the efficient members of a constitution would suffice, and no impressive adjuncts would be needed. But the world in which we live is organised far otherwise.

Everybody's a little crazy if you get to know them good enough.

I am conscious of my inability to grasp, in all its details and positive developments, any very large portion of human knowledge. The greatest intelligence would not be equal to a comprehension of the whole.

In overlooking, denying, evading this complexity--which is nothing more than the disquieting complexity of ourselves--we are diminished and we perish; only within this web of ambiguity, paradox, this hunger, danger, darkness, can we find at once ourselves and the power that will free us from ourselves.