Quotes About Complexity

She's not quite making sense, but no one does all the time.

...suddenly I got shivers down my spine thinking about how many different people one and the same person can be.

It's our nature, isn't it? Again and again, we cling to the foolish belief taht simple solutions exist

We've all got our own brand of crazy.

Individual events. Events beyond law. Events so numerous and so uncoordinated that, flaunting their freedom from formula, they yet fabricate firm form.

Nature has a great simplicity and therefore a great beauty

Man is a complex being: he makes deserts bloom and lakes die.

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns so each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry.

How does nature amplify the intelligence of groups? It forms swarms.

The saving grace of the cinema is that with patience, and a little love, we may arrive at that wonderfully complex creature which is called man.

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood.

Whether it be a matter of personal relations within a marriage or political initiatives within a peace process, there is no sure-fire do-it-yourself kit.

Civilisation is hooped together, brought Under a rule, under the semblance of peace By manifold illusion.

Each species is a masterpiece, a creation assembled with extreme care and genius.

Understanding something in one way does not preclude understanding it in other ways.

You may find many contradictory statements and philosophies within my writings. However, to this I will say such is life, for life is full of contradictions.

Philosophy is by its nature something esoteric, neither made for the mob nor capable of being prepared for the mob.

I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.

Philosophy is like trying to open a safe with a combination lock: each little adjustment of the dials seems to achieve nothing, only when everything is in place does the door open.

Philosophy is overwhelmingly complicated, its procedure depressingly slow.

Imagining that you are deep and complex, but others are simple, is one of the primary signs of malignant selfishness.

It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!

There is nothing in philosophy which could not be said in everyday language.

Nothing is easier than to simplify life and them make a philosophy about it. The trouble is that the resulting philosophy is true only of that simplified life.