Quotes About Complexity

Simplicity was abhorrent to his lordship; he revelled in a net-work of intrigue; he loved to accomplish the impossible.

Complicated, isn't it? This living business

She always says she dislikes the abnormal, it is so obvious. She says the normal is so much more simply complicated and interesting.

Sure, she said, as Pablo once remarked, when you make a thing, it is so complicated making it that it is bound to be ugly, but those that do it after you they don't have to worry about making it and they can make it pretty, and so everybody can like it when the others make it.

There are many kinds of men and many kinds of women and each kind of them have a different feeling in them about the baby that was once all them.

I think people want to feel that it is possible to overcome differences to work together in times of stress. Maybe that's why so many people are looking for an alternative to the standard superhero movie or TV show. They are looking for characters with more dimension.

Inside of a living cell there are thousands of proteins that enable it to make more of itself and make your malaria drug, for instance. We don't understand those. We don't understand how they work together.

We try to make air-tight, intricate songs with melodies and counter-melodies and rhythms that work together, and we try to make it as palatable as possible - something that's not difficult to listen to.

It's quite complicated and sounds circular, but we've worked out a way of calculate a Web site's importance.

As experimentation becomes more complex, the need for the co-operation in it of technical elements from outside becomes greater and the modern laboratory tends increasingly to resemble the factory and to employ in its service increasing numbers of purely routine workers.

Workers and jobs are naturally heterogeneous, and the quality of their interaction when paired is difficult to forecast.

Living is like working out a long addition sum, and if you make a mistake in the first two totals you will never find the right answer. It means involving oneself in a complicated chain of circumstances.

How inscrutable and incomprehensible are the hidden works of Nature!

When something exceeds your ability to understand how it works, it sort of becomes magical.

To work in architecture you are so much involved with society, with politics, with bureaucrats. It's a very complicated process to do large projects. You start to see the society, how it functions, how it works. Then you have a lot of criticism about how it works.

I couldn't tell you in any detail how my computer works. I use it with a layer of automation.

I'm quite interested in my own mental processes, simply because I'm a failed scientist, and because I'm interested in how the brain and the mind works, and I like to avoid easy descriptions.

If we ever find out how the brain works, with all its complexity, then we will be able to build a machine that has consciousness. And if that happens, that is a road to planetary disaster because everything we've thought about ourselves, since the Bronze Age, the Bible, all of that will be gone.

My theory on politics is no one really knows how it works, so I choose not to comment on stuff too outside of my league.

I'm trying to understand how time works. And that's a huge question that has lots of different aspects to it.

In the best works of fiction, there's no mustache-twirling villain. I try to write shows where even the bad guy's got his reasons.

When you're watching television, you don't want to watch a show where everything just works out. You don't want to see a relationship that's just blossoming and everyone's happy and sunshine and roses all the time. That's also not true in life.

Of necessity, a scientist typically studies one incredibly tiny sliver of some biological system, totally ensconced within one discipline, because even figuring out how one sliver works is really hard.

Even before it opened its retail arm, Beigh was renowned among pashmina cognoscenti for the quality and complexity of the work produced in its workshop, a large, airy, sunlit rectangle of a room directly across from its second-floor shop.