We, as extremely complex creatures, desperately need to know this story of how the universe creates complexity and why complexity means vulnerability and fragility.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The complexity of things - the things within things - just seems to be endless. I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple.
I'm interested in complexity, in the mathematical sense, as well as the idiomatic sense. The idea of emergence - that it's possible for complex patterns to arise out of many simple interactions - is fascinating.
And so from that, I've always been fascinated with the idea that complexity can come out of such simplicity.
Dealing with complexity is an inefficient and unnecessary waste of time, attention and mental energy. There is never any justification for things being complex when they could be simple.
From time immemorial, man has desired to comprehend the complexity of nature in terms of as few elementary concepts as possible.
You have got to welcome and embrace complexity.
The complexity of the world is so overwhelming and so present to everyone.
I have been interested in phenomena involving complexity, diversity and evolution since I was a young boy.
We are glorious accidents of an unpredictable process with no drive to complexity, not the expected results of evolutionary principles that yearn to produce a creature capable of understanding the mode of its own necessary construction.
Human beings, viewed as behaving systems, are quite simple. The apparent complexity of our behavior over time is largely a reflection of the complexity of the environment in which we find ourselves.