Kenneth Oppel Quotes

I'm definitely more attracted to chaos than to order.

I love chaos.... It's the poetic element in a dull and ordered world.

You can't predict anything. How can you be certain about anything when everything is chaos and we're not in control?

The crimes that become iconic etch themselves into the collective consciousness because they suggest a frightening truth: that the universe does not rely on cause and effect.

I'm interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that appears to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road toward freedom.

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

I am not much about rules, I like to break 'em and don't like to make 'em.

I don't like routine and I don't like rules.

Chaos is a friend of mine.

The truth, whether we admit it or not, is that grace scares us to death. It scares us primarily because it wrestles control and manageability out of our hands - introducing chaos and freedom.

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.

There is no order in the world around us, we must adapt ourselves to the requirements of chaos instead

History goes out of control almost as often as nature does.

In the end, I was the only one with any anarchy left in me.

Chaos is what we have. That is what I believe.

'Entropy' broadly means tending towards chaos constantly.

It's hard to represent chaos, or like an absence of something. It's much easier to represent the presence of something or a situation.

In the world of mules there are no rules.

I for one like chaos. Chaos looks good on me.

The fairest order in the world is a heap of random sweepings.

No matter what I do, no matter how predictable I try to make my life, it will not be any more predictable than the rest of the world. Which is chaotic.

This was the consequence of seeing too much and understanding the horrible truth: No one is safe. The world is not manageable.

In times of widespread chaos and confusion, it has been the duty of more advanced human beings--artists, scientists, clowns and philosophers--to create order. In times such as ours, however, when there is too much order, too much management, too much programming and control, it becomes the duty of superior men and women to fling their favorite monkey wrenches into the machinery. To relive the repression of the human spirit, they must sow doubt and disruption.

The world isn't tidy; it's a mess. I don't try to make it neat.