Quotes About Contrast

I learned young that moments of comedy during the horror show can be a life raft, enough to keep you bobbing in a violent, killing sea.

She's chiffon and satin ribbons. I'm raw meat and razor blades.

Beneath the expensive clothes, unplaceable accent, and cultured veneer, there's something that never crawled all the way out of the swamp. It didn't want to. It likes it there.

It's all black and white to you, isn't it?" "Gray is but another word for light black. Gray is never white. Only white is white. There are no shades of it.

The house was decorated in unrelieved white and black. The people were, too. If it were up to me, I would carry a great big paintbrush around with me all the time, splashing color everywhere, decorating the world with peach and mauve, pink and lavender, orange and aquamarine. These folks seemed to think leeching the world of all color was cool. I decided they all must be deeply depressed.

Él. Lélegzem. Akarom. ?t. Mindig. T?z a fagyosságomra. Jég a tüzemre.

How could a peacock lust for a lion?

The man was a walking dichotomy. Those powerful neck-snapping, knife-throwing hands that did murder without pause were equally capable of tenderness and delicacy.

Devil and Angel: he, seduced by her lightness; she, tempted by his darkness. Each drawn to what they lacked.

It's funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.

Fire to his ice, frost to her flame.

You look like a pretty, soft, breakable Barbie. You fuck like a monster.

Beneath the expensive clothes, unplaceable accent, and cultured veneer, there's something that never crawled all the way out of the swamp. It didn't want to. It likes it there.

Once, long ago on her world, a sunny day in spring was her favorite, but now a sunny day in winter delights her more. It is the perfect metaphor for their love. Sunshine on ice. She warms his frost. He cools her fever.

Because I could see the truth. Sometimes it's there in the flaws. And other times it's there in too much perfection.

Nulla di strano in questo: lui è freddo e arrogante. Ma anche ricco, forte, brillante nonché un enigma ambulante. La maggior parte delle donne sembra trovarlo anche sexy da morire. Grazie al cielo, io non la penso come loro. Io non amo il pericolo. Preferisco un uomo dotato di una forte fibra morale. E alla fibra Barrons si avvicina solo quando va dal droghiere a comprare i cereali.

They are each other's opposite, although, I suppose, not antithesis. That would be summer to winter, autumn to spring. Yet as they stand near each other, Winter, so icy and pale, Autumn so dusky and warm, it drives home to me how elemental the Fae are, the embodiment of the seasons themselves.

Gray is but another word for light black. Gray is never white. Only white is white. There are no shades of it.

Fuego para su frío, hielo para su fuego

Figures I'd put more faith in the devil than any god.

Everything isn't black and white like you want it to be.

Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?

Crime in Willow Creek is mostly limited to DUIs, jaywalking, and now and then a domestic violence issue. But he dealt with more than that in Pittsburgh. He's witnessed a seedy side of life, and that's what colors his thoughts and his memories.

has a...civilized look.  Maybe because I know just beyond are highways