Quotes About Contrast

Too much happiness, said the man who returned, always overflows into tears of sorrow.

There is a resemblance between men and women, not a contrast. When a man begins to recognize his feeling, the two unite. When men accept the sensitive side of themselves, they come alive.

Wherever there is light, look for the shadow. The shadow is me.

There is no bleaker moment in life of the city than that one which crosses the boundary lines between those who have not slept all night and those who are going to work. It was for Sabina as if two races of men and women lived on earth, the night people and the day people, never meeting face to face except at this moment.

It was this that frightened me--the sense that behind the grande amoureuse lay concealed a little bourgeoise who wanted security in love.

Laughter and tears are not separate experiences, with intervals of rest: they rush out together and it is like walking with a sword between your legs.

They who walk in the light do not see those in the shadow.

the discovery of each other brings a kind of peace, because it brings the certitude that we are right. We are stronger together ... we will have less doubts. This seemed deeply true, yet I wonder if it is good to ally similarities, one agreeing with the other, as twins might, so that this might give an illusion of balance, reassure us about our orientation, or whether we should seek this by contrast with others

Wherever this is light, look for the shadow. The shadow is me.

Now I have this big cheerless studio and I am the saddest man in the world. Everybody says: "What a wonderful place!" But for me it is hell. Hell de luxe, do you get me?

Henry, there are moments when I am almost frightened at the way you have invaded me. Don't talk about others, for instance; it is all external—contrast, not penetration.

Viajamos en direcciones opuestas. Observo todo esto en tono trágico.

Although I was so big, and so rough in many ways, loved hunting, fighting, horseback riding, I loved the piano above everything else...The mountain man's obsession is to get a glimpse of the sea.

Seine Augen waren blau vor Sehnsucht und wurden vor Schmerz und Auflehnung wieder schwarz. Er war ein Gewirr verschlungener Nerven, die ohne einen Kern der Ruhe nach allen Seiten vibrierten.

I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously. For example now, I hate the bank and everything connected with it. I also hate Dutch paintings, penis-sucking, parties, and cold rainy weather. But I am more preoccupied with loving.

And another reason why I could not live with Dostoevsky alone, and had to find something else, is that in Lawrence the "darkness" was mostly sexual—and there is not quite enough sexuality in Dostoevsky.

The romantic submits to life, the classicist dominates it.

Moins le blanc est intelligent, plus le noir lui paraît bête.

Cea mai m?runt? clip? de via?? e mai tare ca moartea ?i o neag?.

The greater their likeness to each other, the more unlike they are to me.

My own experience is that night and day are more alike than different -- in which case they couldn't possibly be opposite.

You don't ever know how happy you are until you remember how sad you once were and vice versa. Nothing is anything until I decide to hold nothing next to something, and declare that I see a difference.

Darkness is only light's absence.

Darkness is only light's absence. -Things that Are