Quotes About Complexity

Merely being part of the United States, without regard to our own acts and ideas, does not make us moral or immoral beings. History is more complicated than that.

neither morality nor immorality can simply be conferred upon us by history. Merely being part of the United States, without regard to our own acts and ideas, does not make us moral or immoral beings. History is more complicated than that.

I don't hate the English and I don't know do I love the Irish. But I love him. I'm sure of that now. And he's my country.

Humans were neither all good nor all bad—they were just human and fallible, herself included.

Humans were neither all good nor all bad—they were just human and fallible, herself included. With

but there are some situations of the human mind in which good sense has very little power...

Emma - faultless, in spite of her faults

O Sr. Bennet era um misto tão extraordinário de petulância, sarcasmo, reserva e capricho que a experiência de vinte e três anos não bastara ainda para a a mulher compreender o seu carácter.

Un carácter complejo no tiene qué ser más o menos estimable que uno como el suyo.

it was the misfortune of poetry to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely;

Kurnazl??a yak?n her ?ey basitliktir.

Bu kadar kolay anla??lmak korkar?m ac?nacak ÅŸey.' - 'Bunun bir kural? yok. Derin, karma??k bir karakter illa sizinkinden daha çok ya da daha az sayg?n olacak demek deÄŸil.

He was very lean and narrow. As a piece of construction he was not excellent but there was a sort of attraction about him.

When we deal with cities we are dealing with life at its most complex and intense. Because this is so, there is a basic esthetic limitation on what can be done with cities: A city cannot be a work of art.

This is both a gloomy and a hopeful book.

The pseudoscience of city planning and its companion, the art of city design, have not yet broken with the specious comfort of wishes, familiar superstitions, oversimplifications, and symbols, and have not yet embarked upon the adventure of probing the real world.

One seemingly logical step is taken after another, each step plausible and apparently defensible in itself; and the peculiar result is a form of city which is not easier to use and to get around in, but on the contrary more scattered, more cumbersome, more time wasting, expensive and aggravating for cross-use.

Routine, ruthless, wasteful, oversimplified solutions for all manner of city physical needs (let alone social and economic needs) have to be devised by administrative systems which have lost the power to comprehend, to handle and to value an infinity of vital, unique, intricate and interlocked details.

It was always and ever hard to tell with women why they chose one way and not another.

Every spot on earth is particular, detailed, and incomprehensibly complex.

We knew right off how to think of them but not precisely how to feel about them.

Laura's gossip was redeemed by its lack of spite. She was warmly objective about every event, taking endless delight in action and complexity, as if she had been bed-ridden in a small windowless room for years and was just now discovering the dramatic possibilities of daily life. She sang Alice through the day.

It seems clear, though, from the history of novel writing since Dickens's time, that the production of enduring literary art has little or no relationship to market success, except insofar as a publisher can fund the publication of more complex and difficult works with the profits of a steady stream of popular stories. Even the most "loyal" readers grow "disloyal" when the work fails to please them.

Were really screwed up, aren't we? In a very large way.