Chaotic action is preferable to orderly inaction.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Most of nature is inherently chaotic. It's not rigidly determined in the old sense. It's not rigidly predictable.
Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make life so, right in the middle of it we die, lose a leg, fall in love, drop a jar of applesauce.
Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.
I'm actually rather orderly, although the way that I write is not.
What we imagine is order is merely the prevailing form of chaos.
We adore chaos because we love to produce order.
When everything is moving and shifting, the only way to counteract chaos is stillness. When things feel extraordinary, strive for ordinary. When the surface is wavy, dive deeper for quieter waters.
Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.
Chaos is inherent in all compounded things. Strive on with diligence.
I like things to be orderly.