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There can be no real beauty without neatness and order.
Dignified, like a guest.
Creating simplicity often makes the heart leap; order has been restored, the crooked made straight. But order is understanding that things cannot be made simple, that complexity reigns and must be accepted.
He who has no taste for order, will be often wrong in his judgment, and seldom considerate or conscientious in his actions.
Order always weighs on the individual. Disorder makes him wish for the police or for death. These are two extreme circumstances in which human nature is not at ease.
To obey orders in this family has been my privilege for the last twenty years--a privilege which has been an unqualified pleasure, except perhaps when connected with the photography of deceased persons in an imperfect state of preservation.
Authority, when first detecting chaos at its heels, will entertain the vilest schemes to save its orderly facade.
order to be seen.
An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one.
I keep a great organiser, I try to keep my priorities in the right place.
Order is what exists before you start arranging things.
I like messy. What fun is tidy?
All the freedom enjoyed in America, beyond what is enjoyed in England, is enjoyed solely by the disorderly at the expense of the orderly ...
It seems as though I were in a lunatic asylum, but I am never sure who is the attendant and who the inmate.
My job is to ensure the sanctity of this House. Ensuring the sanity of its Master seemed like a good start.
Orders can be benign or malign, but the habit of obeying them can become ingrained.
The duties of an officer are the safety, honor, and welfare of your country first; the honor, welfare, and comfort of the men in your command second; and the officer s own ease, comfort, and safety last.
I cry out for order and find it only in art.
Order is one of the needs of life which, when it is satisfied, produces a real happiness
You clean and organize; you demand perfection - did you ever wonder why?
Busy old fool, unruly Sophie
The desire for order is the only order in the world.
In its narrowest acceptation, order means obedience. A government is said to preserve order if it succeeds in getting itself obeyed.
I wondered: if I was so hell-bent on chaos, why would I adopt a military rank? Perhaps there was a part of me that needed rules, needed regulations and order.
A good organizer is a social arsonist who goes around setting people on fire.
Those who follow the banners oreason are like the well-disciplined battalions which, wearing a more sober uniform and making a less dazzling show than the light troops commanded by imagination, enjoy more safety, and even more honor, in the conflicts ohuman life.
Order means light and peace, inward liberty and free command over one's self; order is power.
Fine manners need the support of fine manners in others.
Punctuality is the politeness of kings.
Never speak to an invalid from behind, nor from the door, nor from any distance from him, nor when he is doing anything. The official politeness of servants in these things is so grateful to invalids, that many prefer, without knowing why, having none but servants about them.
... honor must precede honorariums.
Order is a slippery thing: it's in the eyes of the beholder and the judgments of the powerful. Safety is clearer: it's freedom from violence and intrusion.
Manners are of more importance than laws. Manners are what vex or soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarize or refine us, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible operation, like that of the air we breathe.
THE RESIDENT PATIENT
Honorable, adj.: Afflicted with an impediment in one's reach. In legislative bodies, it is customary to mention all members as honorable; as, "the honorable gentleman is a scurvy cur.".
Dr. Albert Frock: Well, how goes the gradual extinction of the human race, Lieutenant?
Lt. Vincent D'Agosta: I'm doing what I can to keep it orderly.
My filing system is messy but orderly.
I see something that has to be done and I organize it.
I love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.
Even secret armies and political fronts needed clerks
I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes,
my rage, forgetting everything,
I walk by, going through office buildings and orthopedic
shops,
and courtyards with washing hanging from the line:
underwear, towels and shirts from which slow
dirty tears are falling.
It is intelligence that brings order, not discipline.
It is the business of a general to be quiet and thus ensure secrecy; upright and just, and thus maintain order.
I'm very unorganized.
For order represents our fear and nervousness. We create ordered interiors as a protest over the passing of things, to define our mortal lives against the void of time.
Order....triumph over chaos.
There is no beauty without order.
Therefore, a person should first be changed by a teacher's instructions, and guided by principles of ritual. Only then can he observe the rules of courtesy and humility, obey the conventions and rules of society, and achieve order.
It is a rare life that remains orderly even in private.
I'm afraid I am tidy, and I have to be because the office is open plan and my glass office door is literally always open.
Manners are not idle, but the fruit of loyal and of noble mind.
To know where one is going and what one wishes - this is order ... to organize one's life to distribute one's time ... all this belong to and is included in the word order.
Organization is what you do before you do something, so that when you do it, it's not all mixed up.
One who dresses in rags that have been washed clean dresses cleanly to be sure, but raggedly nonetheless.
A patient, methodical sort of madman. The worst kind.
In the absence of orders, go find something and kill it.
Tired, ashamed, and mortified, I begged to sit down till we returned home, which I did soon after. Lord Orville did me the honour to hand me to the coach, talking all the way of the honour I had done him ! O these fashionable people!
To be dignified and distinguished give honor and dignity to others.
I'm organised in some ways, but not in others.
Lord, help me to wait upon my Master. Let me leave all idea of honour to the hour when thou thyself shalt honour me. May thy Holy Spirit make me a lowly and patient worker and waiter!
I'm a tidy, neat person. But I'm not a maniac.
The world is not to be put in order; the world is order, incarnate. It is for us to harmonize with this order.
Promptitude is not only a duty, but is also a part of good manners; it is favorable to fortune, reputation, influence, and usefulness; a little attention and energy will form the habit, so as to make it easy and delightful.
Command that your marshal be careful to be present over the household, and especially in the hall, to keep the household, within doors and without, respectable, without dispute or noise, or bad words.
And cleanliness is next to deadliness
A man of honor does swiftly that which must be done.
One keeps oneself neat out of mere decency mere sanity, awareness of other people. And finally even that goes, and one dribbles unashamed.
We're all seeking order. We're all seeking control.
We are participating in the orderly transfer of administrative authority by the direction of the people. And this is the simple magic which makes a commonplace routine a near miracle to many of the world
We must always have order in this house. Everything has a time and a purpose. If we maintain order ... "
"We never leave chaos an opening to creep in," I finish, and look up at her.
I'm a tidy sort of bloke. I don't like chaos. I kept records in the record rack, tea in the tea caddy, and pot in the pot box.
Order (self-organizat ion): Set aside time to plan how you will spend your time. Think about what's most important. Then do those things first.
Honour, the spur that pricks the princely mind,
To follow rule and climb the stately chair.
There is no order in the world around us, we must adapt ourselves to the requirements of chaos instead.
I like order. It allows me to have chaos in my head.
How to follow orders when you're bordering on nausea and you're bored and insecure and dwarfed by fear.
Order is the first law of heaven, and you have to have order to survive on Earth. Figure out what has to be done each day, each week, each year and develop a system to achieve it.
Everyday life is a stimulating mixture of order and haphazardry. The sun rises and sets on schedule but the wind bloweth where it listeth.
I don't need to be given orders, thank you. I've done just fine on my own without having a man lording over me.
What can be more honorable than to have courage enough to execute the commands of reason and conscience,
to maintain the dignity of our nature, and the station assigned us?
[Hospitalized and pressing the nurse's button before dictating letters to her secretary:] This should assure us of at least forty-five minutes of undisturbed privacy.
I respect orders but I respect myself too and I do not obey foolish rules made especially to humiliate me.
I am of the order whose purpose is not to teach the world a lesson but to explain that school is over.
I am so organized that it's dysfunctional. Everything has a place. I am a very visual person, so my environment is important to me. If my environment is messy, I can't think clearly. I don't like clutter. A clean desk is a clean mind for me.
Who-only let him be a man and intent upon honor-is not eager for the honorable ordeal and prompt to assume perilous duties? To what energetic man is not idleness a punishment?
Let others bring order to chaos. I would bring chaos to order, instead,
If you don't have a plan of life, you'll never have order.
Leisure with dignity.
Order or disorder depends on organisation; courage or cowardice on circumstances; strength or weakness on dispositions.
There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.
Who will tend the farm museums who will dust the day belongings?
Law and order are the medicine of the politic body and when the politic body gets sick, medicine must be administered.
We all have a tendency to want order in our lives. But order presupposes authority, and authority presupposes, sooner or later, that we'll all need hooves. It's going to happen sooner or later, isn't it? You know it is.
Always, beneath every apparent chaos, order waits to be revealed.
Then life began, and since then we remember each dumpster, abandoned house, and foot-chase by retail security. At night, after running around, plotting and scheming, our checklist items all crossed out, we paused to think - 'What to do tomorrow?' and the answer was always, 'As we please ...
At the core of every ordered system, whether a family or a factory, is chaos. But in the whirl of every chaos lies a strange order, waiting to be found.
The real beauty of life is in orderliness.
If officers desire to have control over their commands, they must remain habitually with them, industriously attend to their instruction and comfort, and in battle lead them well.
Honor has to say "please" and "thank you." Manners are really important.
If disorder is the rule with you, you will be penalized for installing order.