For almost a quarter of a century the affairs of the world and its ideas have been in indescribable confusion. In most cases the confusion of ideas is manifest without the aid of polemic or controversy. It is simple evidence of the chaotic state of the world.

This should have been a noble creature: he/ Hath all the energy which would have made/ A goodly frame of glorious elements,/ Had they been wisely mingled; as it is,/ It is an awful chaos-light and darkness-/ And mind and dust- and passions and pure thoughts,/ Mix'd, and contending without end or order,/ All dormant or destructive/

Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.

We started out saying the trouble is that the world is in chaos, but I think we end up by saying that thought is in chaos. That's each one of us. And that is the cause of the world's being in chaos. Then the chaos of the world comes back and adds to the chaos of thought.

A chaos of mind and body - a time for weeping at sunsets and at the glamour of moonlight - a confusion and profusion of beliefs and hopes, in God, in Truth, in Love, and in Eternity - an ability to be transported by the beauty of physical objects - a heart to ache or swell- a joy so joyful and a sorrow so sorrowful that oceans could lie between them...

Ambition raises a secret tumult in the soul, it inflames the mind, and puts it into a violent hurry of thought.

The chaos lies all within.

Whenever a new literary venture makes me mentally and emotionally restless, I live in utter chaos. (p179)

I'm all amazed, befuddled, and beflustered!

The misunderstanding of passion and reason, as if the latter were an independent entity and not rather a system of relations between various passions and desires; and as if every passion did not possess its quantum of reason

As every divided kingdom falls, so every mind divided between many studies confounds and saps itself.

people often confuse complex ideas that cannot be simplified into a media-friendly statement as symptomatic of a confused mind.

Chaos, doubts, and confusion is normal and signifies the beginning of the creative process

Love easily confuses us because it is always in flux between illusion and substance, between memory and wish, between contentment and need.