Chaos Quotes Page 2

When you read and understand a poem, comprehending its rich and formal meanings, then you master chaos a little.

Gang violence in America is not a sudden problem.

It has been a part of urban life for years, offering an aggressive definition and identity to those seeking a place to belong in the chaos of large metropolitan areas.

A German officer visited Picasso in his Paris studio during the Second World War. There he saw Guernica and, shocked at the modernist «chaos» of the painting, asked Picasso: «Did you do this?» Picasso calmly replied: «No, you did this!»

Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility.

When the soul hears no other calls than those of the sweet chaos of daily good and evil.

Idleness leads to relaxation, sooner or later bringing about ideological and material corruption, accompanied by lack of discipline, anarchy chaos and defeat.

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated.

But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.

The only way out is spiritual, intellectual, and emotional revolution in which, finally, we learn to experience first hand the interloping connections between person and person, organism and organism, action and consequence.

You will never be able to experience everything.

So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.

To stay with that shakiness-to stay with a broken heart, with a rumbling stomach, with the feeling of hopelessness and wanting to get revenge-that is the path of true awakening. Sticking with that uncertainty, getting the knack of relaxing in the midst of chaos, learning not to panic-this is the spiritual path.

Undermine their pompous authority, reject their moral standards, make anarchy and disorder your trademarks. Cause as much chaos and disruption as possible but don't let them take you ALIVE.

I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos-especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom... Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

Everybody's a mad scientist, and life is their lab.

We're all trying to experiment to find a way to live, to solve problems, to fend off madness and chaos.

It seems like the chaos of this world is accelerating, but so is the beauty in the consciousness of more and more people.

Chaos can be structured as non-chaos. That we know from Jackson Pollock.

Between a balanced republic and a democracy, the difference is like that between order and chaos.

I call my life a beautiful mess and organised chaos.

Its just always been like that. My entire life things have been attracted to me and vice versa that turn into chaotic nightmares or I create the chaos myself.

A schedule defends from chaos and whim.

It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.

Sometimes fear grips me that these fragile moments of life will fade away.

It seems that I write against erasure.

I believe the common denominator of the Universe is not harmony, but chaos, hostility and murder.

There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out.

Just as the strength of the Internet is chaos, so the strength of our liberty depends upon the chaos and cacophony of the unfettered speech the First Amendment protects.

To experience peace does not mean that your life is always blissful.

It means that you are capable of tapping into a blissful state of mind amidst the normal chaos of a hectic life.

For I am I: ergo, the truth of myself;

my own sphinx, conflict, chaos, vortex—asymmetric to all rhythms, oblique to all paths. I am the prism between black and white: mine own unison in duality.

I would love to be a voice in this maelstrom of chaos and obsessive celebrity infatuation that says, 'Let's talk about something that matters'.

Designers can create normalcy out of chaos;

they can clearly communicate ideas through the organising and manipulating of words and pictures.

Knowing you don't have much time left changes things.

You get kind of philosophical. And you figure things out-more like, they figure themselves out-and everything gets real clear.

Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.

Civility is not a tactic or a sentiment.

It is the determined choice of trust over cynicism, of community over chaos.

If you could only keep quiet, clear of memories and expectations, you would be able to discern the beautiful pattern of events. Its your restlessness that causes chaos.

Chaos is what we've lost touch with. This is why it is given a bad name. It is feared by the dominant archetype of our world, which is Ego, which clenches because its existence is defined in terms of control.

Idealistic reformers are dangerous because their idealism has no roots in love, but is simply a hysterical and unbalanced rage for order amidst their own chaos.

Being a creator of a song I get to take all these broken fragments of failure and chaos and weave together something beautiful and meaningful. Decay. Death. Pain. Fall. And if God is a songwriter then these fallen leaves of mine can be redeemed

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed.

You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.