Quotes About Contrast

A horsehair sofa of uncompromising firmness sat next to two straight-backed, hard-seated chairs.

with all the sweetness of a chocolate-coated razor-blade.

Decidme, pues, ¿cómo debería apreciar los encantos que un cielo para mí en un infierno transformaron?

It is not earth that judges heaven, but heaven that judges earth; so for me at least it was not earth that criticised elfland, but elfland that criticised the earth.

You live in the light, and then you become the night.

People who read Anne Lamott, like people who read Anne Rice, believe that tragedy is romantic, but the people who read Anne Lamott believe it ironically.

Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity. —HERMAN MELVILLE

Cine poate spune cu exactitate unde se termina culoarea violet si unde incepe cea portocalie intr-un curcubeu? Vedem deslusit diferentele dintre culori, dar unde anume incep ele dintr-una, in cealalta? La fel se intampla si cu luciditatea si nebunia.

Chess works because the board is black and white. Life works because our brains are black and white. But wisdom lies in knowledge of the grey.

The truth is that there is a world of difference between looking beautiful and being beautiful.

Awesome is loud but awe is quiet.

your money fits in one hand, mine fits in two

Fascism, as Ortega y Gasset says, is always 'A and not A'.

There has always been something slightly bipolar about California. It was either utopia or dystopia, a dream or a nightmare, a hope or a broken promise— and too infrequently anything in between.

I heard Carl shout, and I turned to see Roland now on fire, though not as bright as his sister. Carl simply kicked him into the pool, where he fell like a rock, extinguished.

I loved this stuff, bad stuff.

Daniel, if she were blind and deaf, would be the sickly sweet smell of artificial strawberries and singed dough.

In the night I brush my teeth with a razor

What the four seasons of the year mean to the European, the one season of the monsoon means to the Indian. It is preceded by desolation; it brings with it hopes of spring; it has the fullness of summer and the fulfillment of autumn all in one.

a hybrid who combines the delicate frailness of the Mimosa, crumbling at a touch when his own feelings are hurt, with the thick-skinned robustness of the elephant trampling over the feelings of others.

How do you know I'm a romanticist?" Like most romanticists Anwar too prided himself on being a realist.

You get confused by crying women, I get confused by walks with princes.

Twin threads ran through her: fear and excitement.

Enjoy. Destroy. Same difference.