“In a dream I cannot see
tangled abstract phallacy
random turmoil builds in me
i'm a addicted to chaos
-Megadeth, Addicted to Chaos”

“It is in the turmoil of chaos that we discover what, if anything, we are.”

“I'm a reading addict. I can't live without it, like someone who is addicted to drugs.”

“I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.”

“Then there are the addicts, the hunger addicts, the rage addicts, the poverty addicts, and power addicts, and the pure addicts who are addicted not to substances but to the oblivion and the tenderness the substances engender. An addict, if you don't mind me saying so, is like a saint. What is a saint but someone who has cut himself off, voluntarily, from the world's traffic and currency.”

“I for one like chaos. Chaos looks good on me.”

“I'm addicted to prescription glasses.”

“Men become utilitarian out of fear of the alternative—the chaos of tangled or tepid desires, of rootlessness and boredom.”

“I'm addicted to placebos. I could quit, but it wouldn't matter.”

“We create order out of chaos, beauty and meaning out of ugly randomness.”