Rudolf Steiner Quotes

I like routine.

Only man is permitted to live without rhythm in order that he can become free. However, he must of his own accord bring rhythm again into the chaos.

Nature is orderly. That which appears to be chaotic in nature is only a more complex kind of order.

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

The way of the Creative works through change and transformation, so that each thing receives its true nature and destiny and comes into permanent accord with the Great Harmony: this is what furthers and what perseveres.

You need to put what you learn into practice and do it over and over again until it's a habit. I always say, 'Seeing is not believing. Doing is believing.' There is a lot to learn about fitness, nutrition and emotions, but once you do, you can master them instead of them mastering you.

Habits change into character.

There is something good in men that really yearn for discipline.

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.

Routine is not organization, any more than paralysis is order.

Mathematics is the music of reason.

It is proportion that beautifies everything, the whole universe consists of it, and music is measured by it.

I'm a big routine guy. I have to have everything in threes.

In my youth I stressed freedom, and in my old age I stress order. I have made the great discovery that liberty is a product of order.

Things work in cycles.

Order is a great person's need and their true well being.

The best-regulated home is always that in which the discipline is the most perfect, and yet where it is the least felt. Moral discipline acts with the force of a law of nature.

A lot of music is mathematics. It's balance.

Order and tidiness is the first law of Heaven.

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

Let your watchword be order and your beacon beauty.

We adore chaos because we love to produce order.

Complexity excites the mind, and order rewards it. In the garden, one finds both, including vanishingly small orders too complex to spot, and orders so vast the mind struggles to embrace them.

We become what we repeatedly do.