Quotes About Contrast

Having experienced both, I am not sure which is worse: intense feeling or the absence of it.

not the shore but an aquarium filled with exhausted water and warm seaweed

Laura was flint in a nest of thistledown. I say flint, not stone: a flint has a heart of fire.

I believe there can be no light without shadow; or rather, no shadow unless there is also light.

Health and Beauty, the two seductive twins joined at the navel, singing their eternal siren songs.

the beige should not wear beige.

His face is long and mournful, like a sheep's, but with the large full eyes of a dog, spaniel not terrier. His skin is pale and looks unwholesomely tender, like the skin under a scab.

By contrast, no one in Alphinland ever demanded a blowjob. But then, no one in Alphinland had a toilet either. Toilets weren't necessary. Why waste time on that kind of routine bodily function when there were giant scorpions invading the castle?

Amazing how quickly the past becomes idyllic. Ivory

The north smells different from the city: clearer, thinner. You can see farther. A sawmill, a hill of sawdust, the teepee shape of a sawdust burner; the smokestacks of the copper smelters, the rocks around them bare of trees, burnt-looking, the heaps of blackened slag: I've forgotten about these things all winter, but here they are again, and when I see them I remember them, I know them, I greet them as if they are home.

Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn?

What is one person's diversion may be another's supreme test. And so often we sit beside one another, unknowing.

It was unreal, grotesquely unreal, that morning skies which dawned so tenderly blue could be profaned with cannon smoke that hung over the town like low thunder clouds, that warm noontides filled with the piercing sweetness of massed honeysuckle and climbing roses could be so fearful, as shells screamed into the streets, bursting like the crack of doom, throwing iron splinters hundreds of yards, blowing people and animals to bits.

Why, my goodness, honey. After looking at all those pictures of seraphic and perspirationless babes for so long in the privacy of a foxhole, what is a poor doughfoot going to do when he comes home and discovers that American women are, after all, biological and given, under stress, to shiny noses?

Voi Scarlett, sinä olet huono valehtelemaan! Niin, elämässä on nyt loistoa - eräänlaista. Siinähän vika juuri onkin. Entisissä ajoissa ei ollut loistoa, mutta niissä oli suloa, kauneutta, hiljaista taikaa.

Yes, life has a glitter now-of a sort. That's what's wrong with it. The old days had no glitter but they had a charm, a beauty, a slow-paced glamour.

Whut gempmums says an' what dey thinks is two diffunt things.

Pretty young Mrs. Hamilton, with her dimple and her jingling earbobs and her helpless little ways, blowing a man's face to a pulp and then burying him in a hastily scratched-out hole!

They both see the truth of this war, but Ashley is willing to die about it and Rhett isn't. I think that shows Rhett's good sense. She paused a moment, horror struck that she could have such a thought about Ashley. They both see the same unpleasant truth, but Rhett likes to look it in the face and enrage people by talking about it-and Ashley can hardly bear to face it.

Bright lights and wine, fiddles and dancing, brocade and broadcloth in the showy big houses and, just around the corners, slow starvation and cold. Arrogance and callousness for the conquerors, bitter endurance and hatred for the conquered.

In every case do the opposite to whatever technology does today. Then you will always be on the right track.

Tech Jacket shares the same tone as Invincible, but the subject matter is very different. Where Invincible is about perfection, Tech Jacket is about flaws.

In Hollywood, primitive magical thinking exists side by side with the most advanced technology.

How did pretty little Anna go from Westchester suburb brat to New York hooker? Now that's a story.