We all find joy and radiance and a reason to move on even in the most dire of circumstances. Even in chaos and madness, there's still a beauty that comes from just the vibrancy of another human spirit.

It seems like the chaos of this world is accelerating, but so is the beauty in the consciousness of more and more people.

All art is exorcism. I paint dreams and visions too; the dreams and visions of my time. Painting is the effort to produce order; order in yourself. There is much chaos in me, much chaos in our time.

Art is the triumph over chaos.

Painting is the passage from the chaos of the emotions to the order of the possible.

Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.

The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.

With Stacy, it was interesting because you know he was within all this chaos, all these different lives that were so broken and so much anger and so much frustration and their skating came out of that, their different styles came out of that.

While I understand the passions and the anger that arise over the death of Michael Brown, giving into that anger by looting or carrying guns, and even attacking the police, only serves to raise tensions and stir chaos.

My heart is so light that it's amazing. I get to play all this grief, all this loss, all this disaster and chaos. It's hysterically funny. I am very light.

If you take 10,000 chimpanzees and cram them together into Wembley Stadium or the Houses of Parliament, you will get chaos. But if you take 10,000 people who have never met before, they can co-operate and create amazing things.

Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void but out of chaos.

"Das Universum tendiert zu Chaos und Entropie. Das sind die Grundlagen der Thermodynamik. Vielleicht sind es auch die Grundlagen des Daseins.

At times it's as if the Silicon Valley inmates are running the VC asylum. But what might seem like unicorn-crazed chaos from the outside looking in is actually carefully structured.

Chaos is nothing more than beauty about to dance.

I can negate everything of that part of me that lives on vague nostalgias, except this desire for unity, this longing to solve, this need for clarity and cohesion. I can refute everything in this world surrounding me that offends or enraptures me, except this chaos, this sovereign chance and this divine equivalence which springs from anarchy. I don't know whether this world has a meaning that transcends it. But I know that I do not know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it. What can a meaning outside my condition mean to me? I can understand only in human terms.

I hope you choose calm. Even when you're in the midst of chaos. When someone upends your world, and the rest of the world feels utterly upside down: be calm. Some people need you to be their safe haven.

Our voices drown in chaos but our hands will find ways to speak; although the candles have all died out, this world will see our souls alit. -The Meadow Of Daffodils @reenadossauthor

To everyone just trying to tread water, you got this. Your chaos shines brightly, don't dull it for anyone. Let your flames burn wildly and rattle the world with your inner beast. Set the world on fire, and rise from the ashes smiling. You are brutally beautiful in your own way.

Chaos is your blank canvas. The moment you start drawing, you create order in all this non-sense disorder.

Whether it's my manager or my coworker, when I find myself in an organic/mechanic conflict, I think this:"A purely mechanical organization lacks Inspirational. A purely organic organization is total chaos. "Organics fill mechanical blind spots with their intuition and their passion while mechanics create a healthy, solid home where nutty organics can run into things at speed. It's a team thing.

Without poets, without artists... everything would fall apart into chaos. There would be no more seasons, no more civilizations, no more thought, no more humanity, no more life even; and impotent darkness would reign forever. Poets and artists together determine the features of their age, and the future meekly conforms to their edit.

"so much of the world is plunged in darkness and chaos...

She needed the chaos within her in order to discover the extraordinary no man could ever reach.