Quotes About Contrast

It was clear to me that both were intelligent, kind people, but careless with each other's feelings, and poles apart in temperament. I liked both immensely; I hated their way together.

If it was occasionally ludicrous, it was always sublime. [Estelle Jussim on the 19th century Cult of the Beautiful.]

You always know more clearly what you do want when you are faced with what you do not want. But whether you are consciously aware of it or not, all day, every day, you are giving birth to new desires that are being born from the details of the life you are living out on the Leading Edge of thought.

When you have lived an experience that helps you understand, in an exaggerated way, the very thing you do not want, you also understand, in an exaggerated way, what you do want.

When you are feeling negative emotion, you are in a very good position to identify what you want. Because never are you more clear about what you do want than when you are experiencing what you do not want. And

The expansion of the Universe and the evolution of all species is dependent on contrast. How could you ever decide what you do want, without living some of what you don't want? And so, be easy on yourself! Do not try to hold yourself to the impossible standard of only being in a place where everything is exactly as you want it to be. If you could do that you would cease to exist.

I'm pure positive energy, deliberately choosing contrast for expansion. Not just contrast for my expansion. Contrast for the expansion of the Universe, at large! Contrast for the expansion of the Source, within me. Leading-edge contrast, for leading-edge expansion.

You did not believe that you were coming into physical form to right past wrongs, or to fix a broken world, or even to evolve (in the sense that you were currently lacking in something). Instead you knew this physical experience would be an environment that would provide a balance of contrast from which you would personally make increasingly improved choices that would add to your own expansion, as well as to he collective expansion of All That Is.

You have come forth into this physical life experience with the intention of experiencing the variety and contrast for the very purpose of determining your own personal preferences and desires.

You want this ride on the river. You want to discern contrast.

White as ash, her face, but ashes hold the phantoms of fires.

to the West the trains are falling apart like Marilyn Monroe

Ä°ki tür insan vard?r, duvar yan?nda uyuyanlar ve onlar? yataktan aÅŸa?? iten birinin yan?nda uyuyanlar.

The gods of the valley are not the gods of the hills, and you shall understand it.

In New York, you've got Donald Trump, Woody Allen, a crack addict and a regular Joe, and they're all on the same subway car.

Quite a warm friendship had sprung up during the month between the little fair-faced girl, who looked with such serene blue eyes to a future she felt must be beautiful, and the world-worn man, who looked back to a past all blackened and unlovely by his own acts.

I still made a short detour to seek out a flower stall, and went home with a large bunch of roses. They are just as real as all the misery I witness each day.

We were unable to understand their attitudes until we ourselves returned home and tried to comprehend people who griped because America wasn't perfect or their coffee wasn't hot enough or they had to stand in line and wait for a train or bus.

The lightning-bug is brilliant, but he hasn't any mind He stumbles through existence with his head-light on behind. - from The Lightning-Bug

The contrast between world and church in this regard is stark: American culture is doing its dead level best with its celebrities, consumerism, and violence to keep us in a perpetually arrested state of adolescence. Yet all the while the church is quietly and without false advertising immersing us in the conditions of becoming mature to the measure of the full stature of Christ.

There is no surer sign of pessimism than an overly-optimistic person.

Arguably, "solitude" is an urban word. The café is the urban equivalent of the desert cave.

The day for honest men, the night for thieves.

Buddhism needs its fucking Nietzsche --