Quotes About Contrast

She told me the darkness was greedy and light was fleeting." "What does it mean?

Some were brilliant bordering on genius. Others, genius bordering on madness

tabby warrior looked like a baby crow with a black frill

Rootspring was younger than her, but he sounded a lifetime older.

Cinderpaw can hardly sit still," Hollypaw commented. "Poor Honeypaw looks petrified," Lionpaw whispered. "But Poppypaw looks as calm as a vixen.

Some need diamonds some need love Some need cards some need luck Some need dollar bills lining their clothes all I need is, all I need is two white horses in a line

I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.

I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniable relief.

In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which our sorrows cast.

Some plants of the bitterest root have the whitest and sweetest blossoms; so the bitterest wrong has the sweetest repentance.

The two poorest men in the world are buckled together at the opposite sides of the circle. The man who has so much money that he does not know what to do with it and the man who has no money at all touch each other, as you will find; and one is about as poor as the other.

Sam had a child's faith in the healing power of the morning, she thought later, as she lay sleepless at his side; he believed that a good night's sleep could iron out all the accumulated wrinkles of the day. She resented his ability to fall asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow while she tossed restlessly in bed; his even breathing was an affront to her wakefulness.

Happy? It was a word she had been fond of using when she was young. But it meant one thing at eighteen, another at thirty-two. Its only test was contrast with unhappiness.

She found she had become two different people. Each one spoke differently, dressed differently, and ate different things, laughed at different jokes, had different interests. If one had met the other, they probably wouldn't have liked each other.

I shoot the Hippopotamus With bullets made of platinum, Because if I use leaden ones His hide is sure to flatten 'em.

It is always in a time when one's attention is at the sharpest strain, when innumerable details are separately and clearly grasped by the mind, and, in a word, when the external circumstance of life is most real to us that the comic contrast between ourselves and the greatness outside us can best be appreciated.

One Hyde Park squatted next to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel like a stack of office furniture, and with all the elegance and charm of the inside of a photocopier. Albeit a brand new photocopier that doubled as a fax and document scanner.

New York will always seem more real than anything Britain has to offer. It is strange that, although the majority of British people have never seen a skate-boarding body-popper, an exploding fire-hydrant, or anybody dunk a doughnut, these things seem infinitely more immediate and happening images than that jar of Horlicks which has stood in the cupboard for 40 years

The language of poetry is the exact opposite of the language of mass media," I said, meaninglessly.

Tears appreciate in this economy of pleasure.

The more abysmal the experience of the actual, the greater the implied heights of the virtual.

Jens was small with a long fair mustache. Winter was enormous, roughly the size of a large door. I called them Asterix and Obelix. We got on frightfully well.

If this is Upper Silesia, one wonders what must Lower Silesia be like

Everything was totally normal and the countryside was gorgeous, and in a few days' time one would be going into an absolute charnel house.