Luke Bryan Quotes

We have arrived at an intellectual chaos.

This is chaos—organized chaos at best.

My gram taught me to knit when I was little, and then I came across my old knitting tools when I was cleaning out my closets after 'JJ' season one and got right back into it.

Things have been a mess for so many years that trying to pin down a starting point is like trying to figure out where your skin starts.

The confusion is not my invention. We cannot listen to a conversation for five minutes without being aware of the confusion. It is all around us and our only chance now is to let it in. The only chance of renovation is to open our eyes and see the mess. It is not a mess you can make sense of.

Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.

Life's a freaking mess. In fact, I'm going to tell Sarah we need to start a new philosophical movement: messessentialism instead of existentialism: For those who revel in the essential mess that is life. Because Gram's right, there's not one truth ever, just a bunch of stories, all going on at once, in our heads, in our hearts, all getting in the way of each other. It's all a beautiful calamitous mess. It's like the day Mr. James took us into the woods and cried triumphantly, "That's it! That's it!" to the dizzying cacophony of soloing instruments trying to make music together. That is it.

I'm too disorganized.

Politics is a labyrinth without a clue.

I've never seen such a goddamned mess in my life.

We live in a... chaotic world.

This industry is too bonkers to understand. Every single part is completely different.

My life is organized chaos.

Life's messy.

My world is just one big chaos!

We're a mess in Minnesota.

Democracy requires a certain relish for confusion

The world comes to us in an endless stream of puzzle pieces that we would like to think all fit together somehow, but that in fact never do.

At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

Confusion is not an ignoble condition

We've taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces.

Nothing good ever happens in a blackout. I've never woken up and been like, 'What is this Pilates mat doing out?'

O world, world when I was younger I thought there was some order governing you and your deeds. But now you seem to be a labyrinth of errors, a frightful desert, a den of wild beasts, a game in which men move in circles…a stony field, a meadow full of serpents, a flowering but barren orchard, a spring of cares, a river of tears, a sea of suffering, a vain hope.

Only in chaos are we conceivable.

A woman's life is nine parts mess to one part magic, you'll learn that soon enough...and the parts that look like magic turn out to be the messiest of all.