Quotes About Contrast

We are so different from each other. My brother is heavy-handed and my speed is more than his.

A different spice is the most interesting thing to me.

I don't like spiders at all, but I love heights.

I don't think 'Jurassic Park' could have been so much fun had Spielberg not made a 'Schindler's List.'

I'd like to be in a Spike Jonze movie. But I live in a Nancy Meyers movie.

Miami is nothing like me, and that's why I need to be here - it's the opposite. I'm practical, where this place is moody, I'm stolid in my interior, where this place has a certain flair, and I'm materialistic in a sense that this place is fundamentally spiritual - there's a quicksilver quality about this place.

Los Angeles has been known as the center of creativity but has often been equally known for the absence of spirituality.

Everybody's got that split between the beautiful and fragile, the hard and the dark.

I split my time between a small town in New Jersey and New York City.

There's this whole split personality thing of being a farm girl and a rock and roll girl.

And the nature of split screen is a disconnect: It's a line between two characters, two images, two realities.

When I say a spoken Hebrew sentence, half of it is like the King James Bible and half of it is a hip-hop lyric. It has a roller-coaster effect.

Angie, I've seen my mom wrestle two cops to the ground with a taser dart in her neck, and you cry when your shoes pinch. Good luck, Bambi!

It is because I had so much joy that I came to have so much hate.

Manic depressives have all the luck; they soar between crashes. The best us regular depressives can do is battle our way up to normal every now and then.

…misfortune was much more interesting to her than good luck.

Balance every thought with its opposition. Because the marriage of them is the destruction of illusion.

The only thing my husband and I have in common is that we were married on the same day.

To express a marriage of two complementary colors, their mingling and their opposition, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones.

Marriage! ... Why, it is like living in a thimble with a hippopotamus!

There is a vast difference between the savage and the civilized man, but it is never apparent to their wives until after breakfast.

Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it It sound of funeral or of marriage bells.

Perhaps it's simply the dual nature of marriage, the proximity of violence and love.

Humility is the marriage bond of Heaven. Pride is the frigidity of Hell.