Quotes About Contrast

Trelkovsky had never undestood why people insisted on comparing the noise of birds to music. Birds don't sing, they scream. And in the morning they scream in chorus.

One gram of shit is enough to ruin a kilogram of caviar. One gram of caviar does nothing to improve a kilogram of shit.

paradise" is defined in contrast to the stresses of home. Take away those stresses for a couple of months, and it's hard to wring much passion or esteem from hanging out on a beach and not doing much.

Still, I did not regret for a moment leaving the bright lights of Manhattan behind in favour of night skies so dark the stars seemed close enough to be street lights. In the recycled cabin air of the long flight back, I physically longed for Rwanda, its rich red earth, the smell of its wood fires and its vibrant humanity.

L'occhio era cupo, cosa che costituisce sempre una buona base per l'allegria.

rien n'est blanc ou noir et que le blanc, c'est souvent le noir qui se cache et le noir, c'est parfois le blanc qui s'est fait avoir.

Il lui servit une dose maison de ce vieil optimisme américain, qu'ils ont en Europe.

The ability to laugh is what differentiates man from the beasts, but evidently one cannot always get oneself in a laughing mood.

They thought I suffered from lack of exterior, when I suffered from excess of interior

They were the only members of their family, and they were both humble, crushed, and thrust aside by life; they were united in sadness and tenderness by a bond of mutual pity and common suffering, borne in secret. With the Kraffts—robust, noisy, brutal, solidly built for living, and living joyously—these two weak, kindly creatures, out of their setting, so to speak, outside life, understood and pitied each other without ever saying anything about it.

Die ganze Dunkelheit der Welt reicht nicht aus, das Licht einer einzigen Kerze zu löschen.

The opposition between acute and grave phonemes has the capacity to suggest an image of bright and dark, of pointed and rounded, of thin and thick, of light and heavy.

She was a free bird one minute: queen of the world and laughing. The next minute she would be in tears like a porcelain angel, about to teeter, fall and break. She never cried because she was afraid that something 'would' happen; she would cry because she feared something that could render the world more beautiful, 'would not' happen.

Be there a picnic for the devil, an orgy for the satyr, and a wedding for the bride.

In the boundaryless forests, there're dancers of nude. Yet in the confines of pasture, there's promise of food. On which is your side? Ô, but tarry and bide, ere you decide, in both do confide.

I likened her to the slender PSYCHÉ and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: The dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her bare feet [...] All this and the pungent air! Ô this night, sweet pungent night! "HÉBÉ" may come but a season. But this girl's season would know a hot spring and an Indian summer.

There are times when a man should sleep entwined in the warm flesh of a woman, his flanks plummeting into the perfumed bedding while she lovingly rolls her sweet shoulders into his chest. Whereas, there are times to be stoic and solitary—sleeping alone on a wooden board with twill sheets and splinters that scratch the skin.

Then the night lessened, the clouds ashened slightly, and the men became starkly black and brown against the gray of the snow.

If I'm in something funny, I like to try and find some kind of serious line in it that people can relate to.

Everybody plays two forever. Love, hate. Give, take. There's always the yin and the yang. Everything in life." —Ernie Banks

We want what's in this world but we also want what ain't.

he looked like some hoosier just starting for home from California, with store clothes and a biled shirt on.

In this heat," she observed, "champagne is so much more refreshing than tea.

No one will see our Jesus if they can't see past our blind allegiance to a man who is nothing like him.