A cloud is made of billows upon billows upon billows that look like clouds. As you come closer to a cloud you don't get something smooth, but irregularities at a smaller scale.

Fractal geometry is not just a chapter of mathematics, but one that helps Everyman to see the same world differently.

A fractal is a way of seeing infinity.

Think of color, pitch, loudness, heaviness, and hotness. Each is the topic of a branch of physics

Smooth shapes are very rare in the wild but extremely important in the ivory tower and the factory.

Why is geometry often described as cold and dry? One reason lies in its inability to describe the shape of a cloud, a mountain, a coastline or a tree.

Bottomless wonders spring from simple rules, which are repeated without end.

A fractal is a mathematical set or concrete object that is irregular or fragmented at all scales...

If you have a hammer, use it everywhere you can, but I do not claim that everything is fractal.

Clouds are not spheres, mountains are not cones, coastlines are not circles, and bark is not smooth, nor does lightning travel in a straight line.

Beautiful, damn hard, increasingly useful. That's fractals.

Life is a sail boat ride. Wind, the destiny. But dammit, you are the sailor!

Love is the greatest divine-self.

Even when the world throws it worst and then turns in its back, there is still always hope

If a test of civilization be sought, none can be so sure as the condition of that half of society over which the other half has power.

Basically, the only thing we need is a hand that rests on our own, that wishes it well, that sometimes guides us.

The key ingredient of politics is the idea that all of society's ills can be cured politically. It's like a cookbook where the recipe for everything is to fry it. The fruit cocktail is fried.

My great grandfather, like many, came to this country in search of the American Dream.

It's funny how when you're up so late at night for so long your mind can get into these creative places, the kind of creative places that come to you when you're halfway between asleep and awake.

One cannot demand of art that it pay you in any other way than in the satisfaction of the work itself.

The voice of honest indignation is the voice of God.