Quotes about Order

Even chance is not divorced from nature, from the inweaving and and enfolding of things governed by Providence.

Nature is pliable, obedient. And the logos that governs it has no reason to do evil. It knows no evil, does none, and causes harm to nothing. It dictates all beginnings and all endings.

In front of us, to the right, is the store where we order dresses. Some people call them habits , a good word for them. Habits are hard to break.

Placidity and order and everything in its place, with a decorous and sanctioned violence going on underneath everything, like a heavy, brutal shoe tapping out the rhythm on a carpeted floor.

God keeps the entire Universe in order, and still finds time to take a personal interest in you and me.

Tidiness makes me think of held breath, of suspended animation, while writing needs to breathe and move.

God wants the world to function in an orderly way, not a chaotic way, so teaching humans to do what's right and what will make for the happiest life isn't going to be off limits.

To promote a woman to bear rule, superiority, dominion, or empire above any realm, nation, or city, is repugnant to nature; contumely to God, a thing most contrary to his revealed will and approved ordinance; and finally, it is the subversion of good order, of all equity and justice.

The human mind inherently seeks intelligible order. Thus the conviction that such an order exists to be found is a crucial assumption.

Where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign.

You're afraid of feelings the way you're afraid of food: you're afraid that once you start, you may never stop. But the truth is, feelings are only out of control when they're not handed over for divine resolution. Given to Divine Mind, they're lifted to divine right order—where they will be appropriately felt and then appropriately dissolved. So too shall it be with food appetites, for they are mere reflections of your turmoil or peace.

Out of the cacophony of random suffering and chaos that can mark human life, the life artist sees or creates a symphony of meaning and order. A life of wholeness does not depend on what we experience. Wholeness depends on how we experience our lives.