“If I said any more it would just be a lie; you can’t use words to corral something this wild.”

Sleepwalking down the hall like a firefly in the fog.

I asked what you love, you said, ‘Anything with words.’

The world is a diamond cut from our surprise.

Catastrophe and creation are twins.

We choose to believe in Ma’at. We create order out of chaos, beauty out of ugly randomness. That’s what Egypt is all about.

Chaos should be regarded as extremely good news!

When I was not the cause of some chaos, a chaos of such proportions that it would provoke a general corruption or a distubance so formal that even after my death its effects would still be felt.

Chaos is impatient. It’s random. And above all it’s selfish. It tears down everything just for the sake of change, feeding on itself in constant hunger. But Chaos can also be appealing. It tempts you to believe that nothing matters except what you want.

You have to rise above the squabbling and chaos, and keep believing. You have to always keep your goals in mind.” -Hera, goddess of marriage

A great deal of the chaos in the world occurs because people don’t appreciate themselves.

Artists love to immerse themselves in chaos in order to put it into form, just as God created form out of chaos in Genesis. Forever unsatisfied with the mundane, the apathetic, the conventional, they always push on to newer worlds.