Quotes About Complexity

It's not really a mystery except it's always a mystery about people.

Women are like water. They are tempting like that, and they can be that treacherous, and they can seem to be that bottomless, you know? -- and that shallow.

It doesn't do to look too hard into this mystery, which is as far from being simple as it is from being safe. We don't know enough about ourselves. I think it's better to know that you don't know, that way you can grow with the mystery as the mystery grows in you. But, these days, of course, everybody knows everything, that's why so many people are so lost.

Perhaps he is a fool and a coward but almost everybody is one or the other and most people are both.

I am too various to be trusted. If this were not so I would not be alone in this house tonight.

I am what time, circumstance, and history have made of me, certainly, but i am also much more than that. So are we all.

Perhaps he is a fool and a coward but almost everybody is one of the other and most people are both.

she was disquietingly fluid — fluid, without, however, being able to flow.

doesn't do to look too hard into this mystery, which is as far from being simple as it is from being safe. We don't know enough about ourselves. I think it's better to know that you don't know, that way you can grow with the mystery as the mystery grows in you. But, these days, of course, everybody knows everything, that's why so many people are so lost.

He grasped me by the collar, wrestling and caressing at once, fluid and iron at once, saliva spraying from his lips and his eyes full of tears, but with the bones of his face showing and the muscles leaping in his arms and neck.

We think that once one has discovered that thirty thousand, let us say, Negroes, Chinese or Puerto Ricans or whatever have syphilis or don't, or are unemployed or not, that we've discovered something about the Negroes, Chinese or Puerto Ricans. But in fact, this is not so. In fact, we've discovered nothing very useful because people cannot be handled in that way.

But to try and find out what Americans mean is almost impossible because there are so many things they do not want to face.

All men, clearly, are primitive, but it can be doubted that that all men are primitive in the same way

Perhaps he is a fool or a coward, but almost everybody is one or the other and most people are both.

but is simplicity enough?

never integrating their thinking into one overall concept or unifying vision. Hedgehogs, on the other hand, simplify a complex world into a single organizing idea, a basic principle or concept that unifies and guides everything. It doesn't matter how complex the world, a hedgehog reduces all challenges and dilemmas to simple— indeed almost simplistic—hedgehog ideas. For a hedgehog, anything that does not somehow relate to the hedgehog idea holds no relevance.

Non è un'esagerazione dire che la caccia e la raccolta sono, in termini di complessità, tanto differenti dalla coltivazione dei cereali quanto la coltivazione dei cereali è, a sua volta, distante dal lavoro ripetitivo di una moderna catena di montaggio. Ogni passo rappresenta una sostanziale riduzione degli obiettivi e una semplificazione dei compiti.

Administrative man recognizes that the world he perceives is a drastically simplified model of the buzzing, blooming confusion that constitutes the real world. He is content with the gross simplification because he believes that the real world is mostly empty—that most of the facts of the real world have no great relevance to any particular situation he is facing and that most significant chains of causes and consequences are short and simple. —Herbert Simon

Sometimes full agreements, delicate agreements, should not be reduced into writing.

The one word love means too little for what it is. It doesn't communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is. Love. Love.

I wonder why they still love me and why I can't love them back and how two normal stable people could have created something like me, lived with something like me, and tolerated something like me.

Words can't say this. The one word 'love' means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough. It doesn't communicate even the fraction of the feeling involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is.love.Love.

She leans forward and she kisses me. Though it is the same as before, it isn't the same at all. It is more, stronger, weaker, deeper, quieter, louder. It is more, vulnerable, impenetrable, fragile, secure, unprotected, completely protected. It is more, open, deeper, full, simpler, true. It is more. True. She pulls away her lips pull away. Without words we walk hand in hand through the thick Wood.

Part of me still loves. More of me doesn't.