Quotes About Complexity

There's a saying that depression is anger turned inward. I think depression is more complex than that, but there is a pearl of wisdom there for estranged parents.

Soon I was incorporating :( and ;) and ;( too and after that the live emoticons, and now, without any intention of ever reducing the enormity of my human emotions to these shallow shortcuts, to this typographical juvenilia, I went around all day reducing them and reducing them, endowing emotions with, and requiring them to carry the subtle quivering burdens of my inner life.

But I did like looking at her. It was harder now, knowing all the ways she sucked, but she was still gorgeous.

No one who set out to design a form of communication would ever end up with anything like English, Mandarin, or any of the more than six thousand languages spoken today.

An argument can be made—a rigorous, persuasive argument—that every good new thing results from a teeming complexity.

It's possible to understand the world from studying a leaf. You can comprehend the laws of aerodynamics, mathematics, poetry and biology through the complex beauty of such a perfect structure. It's also possible to travel the whole globe and learn nothing.

Mr. and Mrs. Muirhead fought continuously and as bitterly as vipers. Their arguments were baroque, stately and, although frequently extraordinary, never enlightening.

Progress everywhere today does seem to come so very heavily diguised as Chaos.

Siempre es dificil hablar de amor y es imposible explicarlo.

Cuando se le ocurría acostarse conmigo y la borrachera la obligaba a conversar, era como poseer a decenas de mujeres y saber de ellas.

la contradictoria mezcla de repugnancia y fascinación

Joyce dijo que al lector había que ponerle las cosas difíciles, porque la gente sólo aprecia lo que ha tenido que robar.

A veces el amor nos lleva a sitios complejos. Pero nunca podemos renunciar a nosotros mismos

Es cierto. A veces el amor nos lleva a sitios complejos. Pero nunca podemos renunciar a nosotros mismos.

Joder, padre. Es usted el único maldito políglota al que no le gusta hablar.

Estamos construidos a base de incoherencias, y es nuestra capacidad para convivir con ese material inestable lo que nos permite prosperar.

Dos factores son cruciales para entender la expansión y reestructuración cerebral de los humanos. Uno de ellos, un cambio en la alimentación con la incorporación regular de proteínas animales, lo hizo posible. Otro factor, el aumento de la complejidad social, le dio sentido. La inteligencia se desarrolló, en gran medida, como inteligencia social.

And what does she mean by love, anyway? People use that word and mean all sorts of things by it.

Perhaps grown women are beings of a good deal more complexity than cats

What did she love Shelley for? His reckless spontaneity -- like this. His helpless generous nature -- like this. His treatment of her as a reasonable human being and not a trembling little rose -- and so on. If she loved him for these things, could she hate him for them? Could she?

That is Mary: there are no suburbs to her personality: before you know it you are at her heart.

The world was a broken mirror, fractured into impossibilities.

He closes his eyes. A jungle in there, inside his head. He opens them quickly.

it is love, imperfect and unordered, that keeps them apart, even as it holds them somehow together...