Disarray Quotes

There was not one straight floor from the foundation to the roof; the ceilings were so fantastically clouded by smoke and dust, that old women might have told fortunes in them better than in grouts of tea.

We are not surprised to learn that panic and confusion are hourly gaining ground in Britain.

My world is just one big chaos!

I feel like a Space Jam' creature.

Disbelievers cause confusion and corruption in the land.

Two dangers constantly threaten the world: order and disorder.

Decades ago, our ancestors realized that it is not just political ideology, religious belief, race, or nationalism that is to blame for a warring world. Rather, they determined that it was the fault of human personality - of humankind's inclination towards evil, in whatever form that is. They divided into factions that sought to eradicate those qualities they believed responsible for the world's disarray.

Sometimes I didn't even feel like getting out of bed. I took to wearing my days-of-the-week panties out of order. It could be Monday and I'd have on underwear saying Thursday. I just didn't care.

Me seemes the world is runne quite out of square,From the first point of his appointed sourse,And being once amisse growes daily wourse and wourse.

We never left a set until we'd trashed it.

Messy stuff irritates me. I don't like messiness. If you leave something around my house, I'll tell you to move it back, clean it up, throw it in the trash - don't matter, just get rid of it. I need stuff neat, organized. And once I start cleaning stuff, I don't stop until it's done. Otherwise I'm irritated all day.

I'm not married, I frequently use my debit card to buy things that cost less than three dollars, and my bedroom is so untidy it looks like vandals ransacked the Anthropologie sale section. I'm kind of a mess.

I don't really have a domestic inclination. Even my apartment has a semblance of a storage facility. It's just stacks, there are no bookshelves, just books and piles of stamp collections and weird little sewing and knitting projects.

Amid the turmoil and tumult of battle, there may be seeming disorder and yet no real disorder at all.

Confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood.

Man's greatest fear is chaos.

This whole force is utterly demoralized by victory. There seems to be neither head nor tail.

This is chaos—organized chaos at best.

Perfect order is the forerunner of perfect horror.

A woman's hair net tangled in a man's spectacles on top of the bedroom dresser.

The important thing to remember is war does not progress linearly. The future course of events is going to be very difficult to predict with a high degree of precision.

Chaos needs no allies, for it dwells like a poison in every one of us.

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

Sometimes we see the Civil War in movies and imagine these neatly aligned rows of men with muskets, walking in line to shoot each other. In reality the things that fascinated me were how absolutely ruthless and violent so many engagements were, how much suffering and how men were not prepared.

Well, it takes all kinds to make a mess.