Quotes about Complexity

If one shuts one's eyes and thinks of the novel as a whole, it would seem to be a creation owning a certain looking-glass likeness to life, though of course with simplifications and distortions innumerable.

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring, roaring, diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?

Men and women do think differently, and frankly, we don't understand each other. Not at all! But that's what makes relationships so amazing.

Women are strong and fragile. Women are beautiful and ugly. We are soft spoken and loud, all at once.

I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.

Life is really simple, but men insist on making it complicated.

Life is simple, but we insist on making it complicated.

I know your kind, he said. What's wrong with you is wrong all the way through you.

For me the world has always been more of a puppet show. But when one looks behind the curtain and traces the strings upward he finds they terminate in the hands of yet other puppets, themselves with their own strings which trace upward in turn, and so on. In my own life I saw these strings whose origins were endless enact the deaths of great men in violence and madness. Enact the ruin of a nation.

Every man is tabernacled in every other, and he in exchange and so on in an endless complexity of being and witness to the uttermost edge of the world.

Love is quite possibly a mental disorder itself.

Whether in my book or not, every man is tabernacled in every other and he in exchange and so on in an endless complexity of being and witness to the uttermost edge of the world.