Quotes About Complexity

I know just enough about myself to know I cannot settle for one of those simplifications which indignant people seize upon to make understandable a world too complex for their comprehension. Astrology, health food, flag waving, bible thumping, Zen, nudism, nihilism—all of these are grotesque simplifications which small dreary people adopt in the hope of thereby finding The Answer, because the very concept that maybe there is no answer, never has been, never will be, terrifies them.

Only a woman of pride, complexity and emotional tension is genuinely worth the act of love, and there are only two ways to get yourself one of them. Either you lie, and stain the relationship with your own sense of guile, or you accept the involvement, the emotional responsibility, the permanence she must by nature crave.

It's a tricky, complex, indifferent society, Puss. It's a loophole world. And there are a lot of clever animals who know how to reach through the loopholes and pick the pockets of the unsuspecting.

His wife, Gerry, was a truly stunning blonde in her middle twenties, tall and gracious, but with eyes just a little cold to match a smile so warm and welcoming.

There had been a slight flavor of childishness in her outbursts, a little of petulance, but it was mostly a mature woman in that special area of pain reserved, in irony, for those who know how to give.

Because I know that everything we have is balanced on such a delicate web of incidence and coincidence.

Yet nothing can to nothing fall, Nor any place be empty quite; Therefore I think my breast hath all Those pieces still, though they be not unite; And now, as broken glasses show A hundred lesser faces, so My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, But after one such love, can love no more.

I am a little world made cunningly.

Whatever is, is in its causes just; But purblind man Sees but a part o' th' chain; the nearest link; His eyes not carrying to that equal beam That poises all above.

The whole notion of what is black and what is Southern is a thorny issue, to say the least.

The human heart is village sized.

there are few if any issues where all the truth and all the right and all the angels are on one side.

I mean I never feel I feel what I ought to feel.

Just because you can't express your feelings it doesn't mean they're not deep.

I'm not really sorry. But I'm not absolutely unsorry.

I think intelligence is terrible. It magnifies all one's faults. Complicates things that ought to be simple.

Ti-ai pus vreodata intrebarea de ce evolutia speciilor si-a dat atata osteneala sa ajunga la aceasta infinita diversitate de forme si dimensiuni? Asta ti se pare tot o inutila punere in scena?

Ordinary experience, from waking second to second, is in fact highly synthetic (in the sense of combinative or constructive), and made of a complexity of strands, past memories and present perceptions, times and places, private and public history, hopelessly beyond science's powers to analyse. It is quintessentially 'wild' ... unphilosophical, irrational uncontrollable, incalculable.

Just because you can't express your feelings it doesn't mean they're not deep

It's like being halfway through the book. I can't just throw it in the dustbin.

Sure, sometimes a non-angler will ask how I can stand to hook, play, and land these increasingly rare fish that I claim to love and respect so much, adding to their already heavy burden of survival. To that I can only say, "It's because life is more complicated than either of us could ever imagine." 21.

Las personas son entidades interesantes y complicadas, y vivimos en el momento más interesante y complicado de la vida del Universo porque es el único momento en que las criaturas como nosotros podríamos existir.

Weil es so viel zu sagen gab, sagten alle drei nichts.

Girls, murder trials, secret witnesses. Life was suddenly very complicated.