Quotes About Contrast

The fruition of the year had come and the night should have been fine with a moon in the sky and the crisp sharp promise of frost in the air, but it wasn't that way. It rained and little puddles of water shone under the street lamps on Main Street. In the woods in the darkness beyond the Fair Ground water dripped from the black trees.

My dad is a motorcycle guy, not some Hollywood dude.

Nothing had excited me-the huge cars, the entourages, the bodyguards, the policeman jumping to attention, all meant nothing to me ... till I came to the old man's office. (On becoming prime minister)

On good days we think about bad days. And on bad days we miss those good days as if they ever happened.

You can't argue with someone whose premises are completely different from yours, where there is not even an inch of common ground

I was always embarrassed because my dad wore a suit and my mother wore flat pumps and a cozy jumper while my friends' parents were punks or hippies.

If you have no tragedy, you have no comedy. Crying and laughing are the same emotion. If you laugh too hard, you cry. And vice versa.

Joy was not the raw material of humor . . . The dark source was sorrow.

More anticipated the beginning.... Less welcome is the end.... and vice versa

Being poor is only romantic in books.

In me the tiger sniffs the rose. Look in my heart, kind friends, and tremble, Since there your elements assemble.

They march from safety, and the bird-sung joy Of grass-green thickets, to the land where all Is ruin, and nothing blossoms but the sky

Everyone in L.A. is very positive and upbeat, whereas London can get quite miserable at times.

What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.

Here is what I learned: Simone Weil was right. Imaginary evil is romantic and varied; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring.

It was the contrast that fascinated Mac as much as anything else. Knowing that both the wilderness and civilization were available to the nth degree, he was completely happy. I have found it is the same with many men; being able to live in the present and also in the past gives them a sense of completeness that they can get in no other way.

I feel such sorrow when I think how horror imitates beauty.

Mr. Arevalo was very tall and stooped when he walked, He had a woman's voice and a dog's face.

Poets, I dare you to choose, for one night, the ambrosia over the ashes.

A woman plays the Northumberland pipes; from where I'm sitting, on a wall at the back, it looks like she's giving physiotherapy to a small marsupial wearing callipers and smoking a bong, but the sound is haunting and hypnotic, mournful and melodic at the same time, every note somehow harmonising with the low, droning purr.

It was the best of Times New Roman, it was the worst of Times New Roman.)

There were a lot of fun things to do in heaven. But none were as thrilling as what you could do on Earth.

Jerusalem has a way of disappointing in tormenting both conquerors and visitors. The contrast between the real and heavenly cities is so excruciating that a hundred patients a year are committed to this city's asylum, suffering from the Jerusalem Syndrome, a madness of anticipation, disappointment and delusion.

Romantics might like to think of themselves as being composed of stardust. Cynics might prefer to think of themselves as nuclear waste.