Quotes About Contrast

Like so many ancient cities, Perugia has long outgrown her early walls, and much of the new town is remorselessly ugly.

Always lines, never forms! But where do they find these lines in Nature? For my part I see only forms that are lit up and forms that are not. There is only light and shadow.

Sólo la suma del desnudo y su ropa nos da la mujer real, total.

What can I do, I like Balzac better than Dickens, forgive me.

When humor can be made to alternate with melancholy, one has a success, but when the same things are funny and melancholic at the same time, it's just wonderful.

Obdurate, you say: We are darkness. We are the city whose brightness blots the stars from night

There should be so much more, not of orange, of words, of how terrible orange is and life.

One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes--I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life.

O my enormous piano, you are not like being outdoors

One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes—I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life.

The most wonderful street in the universe is Broadway. It is a world within itself. High and low, rich and poor, pass along at a rate peculiar to New York, and positively bewildering to a stranger.

Ni una cultura ni la otra definen un universo habitable. Es necesario abrir una brecha para que entre el aire del contra-universo complementario.

He stands in the kitchen doorway, a black figure surrounded by the yellow light background, the small details of his face unseen from the darkness of the living room. His left shoulder leans slightly against the threshold, a pistol suspended from the left hand, dangling in the yellow space between the hip and the dark.

If I ever have children I will let them grow up like the weeds in our flower garden. Nobody worries about them and they grow so high and thick-while the roses in the beds grow poorer and poorer every summer.

I like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine.

Imagine a world without shadows. You cannot touch a shadow, but a world without them is a hard world, and flat.

Poor Cecil. It's hard to be a devil of a fellow in these modern times. No stagecoaches to hold up. No princesses to rescue. Just Petey Todd to escort, while the easy, expert fellow walks the pretty girl home.

This is the difference between Eldric and me. Had it been my job to transform the garden, I would have removed the clothesline. Clotheslines always make me think of undergarments, and although I've never been to Japan, I don't imagine a memory-whiff of undergarments is at all À la Japonaise.

Wax was good. Wax was soft. Wax couldn't shatter like china. Wax was as beautiful as china.

Prose talks and poetry sings.

Si el infierno es la Historia, el paraíso es la vida.

and a man, half black and half white, on his right arm. That means something in skinhead lore, but I don't know what.

After two years in Washington, I often long for the realism and sincerity of Hollywood.

No matter his joking, I thought, this was a man as given to the miseries as I was. You could look into my dead face and find my living eyes. In his case, the life and death were reversed, and the flesh of his face was living ground, while his eyes were little monuments to lifelessness buried therein.