Quotes About Complexity

all the way to her toes...and her soul. Her arms hung at her sides and she curled her fingers into her palms. She wanted to touch him, she wanted to hold him and be held, only it wasn't that simple.

Unlike kitsch, moral clarity is hard to come by. It means working to make sense of things you do not even want to acknowledge. It often means not knowing if you ever get it right.

Dissimulation, secretiveness, appear a necessity to the melancholic. He has complex, often veiled relations with others. These feelings of superiority, of inadequacy, of baffled feeling, of not being able to get what one wants, or even name it properly (or consistently) to oneself — these can be, it is felt they ought to be, masked by friendliness, or the most scrupulous manipulation.

If I thought that what I'm doing when I write is expressing myself, I'd junk the typewriter. Writing is a much more complicated activity that that.

Ninguna definición compleja de lo que es o podrá ser la fotografía atenuará jamás el placer deparado por una foto de un hecho inesperado que capta a mitad de la acción un fotógrafo alerta.

He wanted to experience the world in all its messy, confusing glory.

The beauty of a strong, lasting commitment is often best understood by men incapable of it." —Murray Kempton

Love isn't always all perfume and magic. It has a physical side, one that has nothing to do with tender feelings, fluttering hearts, sentimental poetry.

This was the House that Jack Built, she thought, hearing the singsong rhythm of the old children's story in her head. And this was the wife who lived in the house that Jack built. And there was the mistress that screwed the husband that ignored the wife who lived in the house that Jack built....

But I was too many things, and wanted too many things, and could never decide which ones might (if I would pay them the proper attention) be most important.

The world is neither unipolar, multipolar, nor chaotic—it is all three at the same time.

Women are so enigmatical – some in everything – all in matters of the heart. Don't they sometimes actually admire what is repulsive?...

Charlie, there was no special feeling.

The computer programmer is a creator of universes for which he alone is responsible. Universes of virtually unlimited complexity can be created in the form of computer programs.

Her back to me, she said, "I know what Paul thinks. Everyone thinks I didn't love Porter, that I just married him for the money, but Porter and I --" She shrugged. As avowals of lasting love go, I've sat through more professional presentations. But I said, "No outsider can understand a relationship between two people." Hell, sometimes even the people in the relationship couldn't understand it.

How quickly, how neatly the chaos of a living person could be reduced to an insignificant box.

No outsider can understand a relationship between two people.' Hell, sometimes even the people in the relationship couldn't understand it.

That's what I do and I enjoy even the hateful moments of a relationship where two people or four people come together to make a bigger mess than originally intended.

the fields of learning and performance are an exploration of greyness—

Since childhood I had treasured the sublime study of chess, the swim through ever-deepening layers of complexity. I could spend hours at a chessboard and stand up from the experience on fire with insight about chess, basketball, the ocean, psychology, love, art. The game was exhilarating and also spiritually calming. It centered me. Chess was my friend.

Arm in arm, Birchie and Wattie were a living hinge. They were the place where the South met itself, and I thought that it was good, even though their very sisterhood had called forth a mourning party. It was ugly, but it was where we were. This was where history had brought us, and inside me the baby I would

that the bulk of his scholarship was out of my grasp); as

All human language could be determined through this medium, which could not be expressed in any human language, and that was its perfection. The more a thing was clicked, the more perfect that thing would be. We would equate ourselves with that.

David chopped and grimaced. "To be honest," he said, "I never understood anything with a dick in it.