Quotes About Contrast

Sometimes, the monsters are terribly beautiful, and the heroes loathsome.

The best lack all conviction and the worst are full of passionate intensity.

Sometimes pus Sometimes a poem. Something always burst out. And always pain.

Life is a rainbow which also includes black," from "Guardian," 1987

And a question stirred within me: What if he, this yellow-eyed creature, in his disorderly, filthy mound of leaves, in his uncomputed life, is happier than we are?

Accentuated plainness and accentuated vice ought to bring about harmony. Beauty lies in harmony, in style, whether it be the harmony of ugliness or beauty, vice or virtue.

We comes from God, I from the Devil.

The happiness of love is a shooting meteor; the pain of love is the darkness following.

Mrs. Pang was once a nanny for me, and she spoils me the way I imagined kindhearted women would spoil an orphan, loving me for whom I am, exactly the opposite of my mother, whose love I have to earn with great effort and with little success.

Having lots of money while not having inner peace is like dying of thirst while bathing in the ocean.

Sometimes I think there must be two Yogi Berras. There is the one who grew up on the Hill in St, Louis, who's been playing ball for the Yankees for fourteen years, has a beautiful wife named Carmen and three boys, Larry, Timmy, and Dale, and lives in a nice house in Montclair, N. J. That's me. Then there's the one you read about in the papers who is a kind of a comic-strip character, like Li'l Abner or Joe Palooka.

it's said that the ground directly beneath the lantern is always the darkest.

T]he ground directly beneath the lantern is always the darkest.

The rat gave birth. Six little ones...cute baby rats... None of them are like Hitler.

He's the polar opposite of an auction.

The house of laughter makes a house of woe.

Ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.

Man is harder than rock and more fragile than an egg.

When people concentrate on the idea of beauty, they are, without realizing it, confronted with the darkest thoughts that exist in this world. That, I suppose, is how human beings are made.

You were so beautiful when you wanted to die. When you wanted to live, you became so ugly.

Let the darkness that is in my heart become equal to the darkness of the night that surrounds those innumerable lights!

On a warm spring day, a galloping horse was only too clearly a sweating animal of flesh and blood. But a horse racing through a snowstorm became one with the very elements; wrapped in the whirling blast of the north wind, the beast embodied the icy breath of winter.

Ordinary life is even more horrible than war

The men who indulged in nocturnal thought, it seemed to me, had without exception dry, lusterless skins and sagging stomachs. They sought to wrap up a whole epoch in a capacious night of ideas, and rejected in all its forms the sun that I had seen. They rejected both life and death as I had seen them, for in both of these the sun had had a hand.