Quotes about Chaos

The wind of revolutions is not tractable.

When your life is not in order, you feel discomfort.

God's purpose for your life cannot manifest in the midst of chaos. You can't reach the place you were destined to be if you're constantly getting sidetracked. You cannot reach your life purpose when everything in your life is undisciplined, distracted, and disordered.

This is teenage madness.

If the structure of the world with all its order and beauty is only an effect of matter left to its own universal laws of motion, and if the blind mechanics of the natural forces can evolve so glorious a product out of chaos, and can attain to such perfection of themselves, then the proof of the Divine Author which is drawn from the spectacle of the beauty of the universe wholly loses its force. Nature is thus sufficient for itself; the Divine government is unnecessary.…

America, it is said, is suffering from intolerance — it is not. It is suffering from tolerance. Tolerance of right and wrong, truth and error, virtue and evil, Christ and chaos. Our country is not nearly so overrun with the bigoted as it is overrun with the broadminded.

I'm demonaic, I am madness maddened! That wild madness that's only calm to comprehend itself!

So every creative act strives to attain an absolute status; it longs to create a world of beauty to triumph over chaos and convert it to order.

I noticed that my mother paid for her intellectual freedom with chronic financial struggles and occasional personal chaos

You see, when a tragedy like this strikes, it is part of our nature to demand explanations - to try to impose some order on the chaos, and make sense out of that which seems senseless.

I couldn't help but think about the daily fighting that continued to consume Iraq and Afghanistan and all the cruelty and suffering and injustice that my administration had barely even begun to deal with. The idea that I, or any one person, could bring order to such chaos seemed laughable; on some level, the crowds below were cheering an illusion.

What we perceive, when things fall apart, is no longer the stage and settings of habitable order. It's the eternal watery tohu va bohu, formless emptiness, and the tehom, the abyss, to speak biblically—the chaos forever lurking beneath our thin surfaces of security.