Quotes About Disorder

God, sit by the freak, why don't you. Excuse me, do you have Tourette's? What? Tourette's Syndrome. It's a neurological disorder that causes people to say things they don't really mean. Do you have it? No. Oh, so you were being purposely rude. I wasn't calling YOU a freak. I'm aware of that. That's why I'm only going to break ONE of your fingers after school, instead of all of them.

He lowered his eyebrows with disapproval as he took the phone. CeeCee's aunt Prudence suffers from delusions. Right, I muttered. Doctors. Everyone's got a disorder. Counselors, he shot back. Everyone needs therapy.

mad as a bee caught under a pickle jar

When people with a compulsive disorder do whatever it is they are compelled to do, they are not saying they don't love you—they are saying they don't love themselves.

a shambolic arrangement, split

There are literally Internet rescue camps in China and Korea to deal with children that are addicted. Internet disorder is maybe going to count as a psychiatric disorder in a couple of years.

When you are sick, you are sick. Period.

So the universe is the sacred silence and sleep, and the kids are the disorder. So how do you control the disorder in that universe? You can't. To me, that's 'Toxicity.'

I once worked as a writer for a big New York ad agency. Our boss used to tell us: Invent a disease. Come up with the disease, he said, and we can sell the cure. Attention Deficit Disorder, Seasonal Affect Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder. These aren't diseases, they're marketing ploys. Doctors didn't discover them, copywriters did. Marketing departments did. Drug companies did. Depression and anxiety may be real. But they can also be Resistance.

Attention Deficit Disorder, Seasonal Affect Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder. These aren't diseases, they're marketing ploys. Doctors didn't discover them, copywriters did.

Needless to say, in a country where nothing makes sense only crazy acts do.

Sometimes I didn't even feel like getting out of bed. I took to wearing my days-of-the-week panties out of order. It could be Monday and I'd have on underwear saying Thursday. I just didn't care.

Disorder came from order, fear came from courage, weakness came from strength.

Order or disorder depends on organisation; courage or cowardice on circumstances; strength or weakness on dispositions.

Hiding order beneath the cloak of disorder is simply a question of subdivision; concealing courage under a show of timidity presupposes a fund of latent energy; masking strength with weakness is to be effected by tactical dispositions.

Those who were called skillful leaders of old knew how to drive a wedge between the enemy's front and rear; [More literally, cause the front and rear to lose touch with each other.] to prevent co-operation between his large and small divisions; to hinder the good troops from rescuing the bad, the officers from rallying their men. 16. When the enemy's men were united, they managed to keep them in disorder.

17. Simulated disorder postulates perfect discipline, simulated fear postulates courage; simulated weakness postulates strength. 18. Hiding order beneath the cloak of disorder is simply a question of subdivision; concealing courage under a show of timidity presupposes a fund of latent energy; masking strength with weakness is to be effected by tactical dispositions.

What, I ask, drives me to disorder? How can I diagnose myself? All I feel, most immediately, is the most anguished need for physical love and mental companionship -

Another well-known study, led by Nancy Andreasen, used structured interviews and matched control groups to examine thirty writers at the prestigious University of Iowa Writers' Workshop. Eighty percent of the writers met formal criteria for a major mood disorder, compared with thirty percent of controls matched for age, education, and sex.

Any system that focuses on order at the exclusion of disorder soon becomes a rigid, homogeneous equilibrium system where no change is likely or even possible.

Dentro dela há tudo menos silêncio.

Etchenike reparó en que el orden solía reinar, mientras que el desorden era mucho más anárquico o democrático porque habitualmente cundía, como el pánico o el desánimo.

Today is Casanova's seventy-third birthday, and he is already suffering from the debilitating painful bladder disorder which will claim his life in two months' time. Considering how many deceived husbands and women must have wanted to kill him during the course of his long life it is ironic that he is destined to die of a urinary infection in the safety of his own bed.

We have arrived at an intellectual chaos.