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Quotes About Contrast

It's just that...I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is.
~ Sarah Dessen
Together he [Girolamo Savonarola] and his archenemy Lorenzo [de' Medici] would have been the stuff of gargoyles. One could almost imagine the diptych in which their profiles confronted each other, their noses as powerful as their personalities.
~ Sarah Dunant
India is beyond statement, for anything you say, the opposite is also true. It's rich and poor, spiritual and material, cruel and kind, angry but peaceful, ugly and beautiful, and smart but stupid. It's all the extremes.
~ Sarah Macdonald
India is beyond statement, for anything you say, the opposite is also true. It's rich and poor, spiritual and material, cruel and kind, angry but peaceful, ugly and beautiful, and smart but stupid. It's all the extremes. India defies understanding
~ Sarah Macdonald
India is the land of the profound and the profane; a place where spirituality and sanctimoniousness sit miles apart. I
~ Sarah Macdonald
There truly are two kinds of people: you and everyone else.
~ Sarah Manguso
The full moon is saying 'O!' But the sun is silent
~ Sarah Manguso
The dark owns everything, but our sun comes out often enough that we think the universe is half dark, half light.
~ Sarah Manguso
Martin smiled, the slow curve of his mouth revealing a dimple in his left cheek. Violet frowned, as she did every time she saw that dimple. It didn't belong on his face. It was as simple as that. Dimples were impish and mischievous. They spoke of laughter and pleasure, not three piece suits and pipes and slippers and cardigans with elbow patches.
~ Sarah Mayberry
If you love large, you've got to hurt large. If you've got a lot of light, you've probably got an equal amount of darkness.
~ Sarah McLachlan
It's different now, like pushing the stop lever on my camera until nothing except the war can squeeze through the lens.
~ Sarah Miller
The hotel was a blazing citadel, a palace of electricity in the city's cold gloom.
~ Sarah Monette
I suppose she was pretty-at least everyone seemed to think so-but her mouth was small and ungenerous, and her eyes was hard. Her voice was high-pitched and always rather breathless, and she lisped slightly. The quality of her voice was childlike, innocent, and that was a deception worthy of the Serpent in Eden.
~ Sarah Monette
For Lilah, the light made everything worse. It was harder than the dark uglier, and anything it showed her would be true beyond any hope of redemption.
~ Sarah Monette
The duke's house was a three-story affair with gilded pillars and marble facing, and it was as ugly as a gator in a pink satin ball gown.
~ Sarah Monette
You have to agree Prince Charming is a more appealing character than Jack the Ripper." "But less interesting…
~ Sarah Morgan
Nico Rossi wasn't a good boy. He was a bad boy dressed in a good suit.
~ Sarah Morgan
I'm the buttercream frosting on the stale cake that is life.
~ Sarah Morgan
Maybe that was one positive thing about going through bad stuff. You knew good stuff when you saw it.
~ Sarah Morgan
The golf links lie so near the millThat almost every dayThe laboring children can look outAnd watch the men at play.
~ Sarah N. Cleghorn
You'd think the sight of beautiful Place Vendôme would lift my spirits but oddly the arc of jewellery - so obviously beyond the means of a jobless person like me - only depresses me more. I plod on feeling confused, guilty even, that I should feel unhappy in a place that looks like paradise.
~ Sarah Turnbull
times it's like living in a gorgeous museum. Even the people don't look quite real—those perfect-looking parents with perfect children in spotless navy coats. I dream of pushing them into puddles.
~ Sarah Turnbull
As recently as fifty years ago my grandmother was picking cotton with bleeding fingers. I think about her all the time while I'm getting overpaid to sit at a computer, eat Chinese takeout, and think up things in my pajamas, The half century separating my fingers, which are moisturized with cucumber lotion and type eighty words per minute, and her bloody digits is an ordinary Land of Opportunity parable, and don't think I don't appreciate it.
~ Sarah Vowell
The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it—orange-blossoms, in an English winter!
~ Sarah Waters