Corsican Proverb Quotes

We adore chaos because we love to produce order.

Progress everywhere today does seem to come so very heavily disguised as Chaos.

Now equilibrium is the very opposite of disorder.

I love people who try to keep the world in control - because the world is inherently not in control.

Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. Like beams in a house or bones to a body, so is order to all things.

You always have to wrestle with chaos.

At the core of every ordered system, whether a family or a factory, is chaos. But in the whirl of every chaos lies a strange order, waiting to be found.

True stability results when presumed order and presumed disorder are balanced.

Life has a way of setting things in order and leaving them be. Very tidy, is life.

People seem to be looking for discipline in a topsy-turvy world.

My journey has always been the balance between chaos and order.

Chaos was the law of nature; Order was the dream of man.

We're all seeking order. We're all seeking control.

Chaos is the natural state, and theater tries to make sense of it, but it's got to be a little messy to be believable.

Chaos is the enemy of Order but the enemy of Chaos is also the enemy of Order

Everything we care about lies somewhere in the middle, where pattern and randomness interlace.

Things fall apart, so they can fall together at a higher level of order.

We call interconnected order beautiful. When interrupted, we call it chaos.

Form is all we have to help us cope with fundamentally chaotic facts and assaults. Formulating something is a great start. I trust form, trust my feeling or capacity to find the right form for something. Even if that is only by being well organized. That too is form.

Chaos is the first condition. Order is the first law. Continuity is the first reflection. Quietude is the first happiness.

The more chaos there is, the more science holds on to abstract systems of control, and the more chaos is engendered.

You know, how much order is good? And when does order become too restrictive? Is a little bit of chaos okay, or is chaos always an evil force? I mean, these are questions that any kid who's ever been in a school cafeteria can relate to.

In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.

What we imagine is order is merely the prevailing form of chaos.

It's about living in a world with rules, or a world without rules.