Quotes About Contrast

Strangely enough, I've become a Metallica fan.

I like what I hear as a resulting combination of these two strands... something of a combination of familiarity and, for lack of a better word, strangeness.

My dad is a very quick-witted, sarcastic, dry, humorous guy, whereas my mom's very silly, and that side of the family is very musical.

Tourists and locals are watching from sidewalk cafes. Non-racers. The emptiness of those lives shocks me.

Hot and overcast. I take my gear out of the car and put my bike together. Tourists and locals are watching from sidewalk cafés. Non-racers. The emptiness of those lives shocks me.

Bij het ontdekken van die verschillen zeiden ze 'ah,ja,' met een toon van vergeving - er konden nu eenmaal niet alleen maar overeenkomsten zijn.

Eight in the morning, clear sky, already ninety degrees in the shade, the world was nothing like it had been yesterday.

The rain felt good," Cee says. "Like…no rain I've ever felt before." "Fresh," I say. "Pure." "Right, until it started raining blood.

Hear my wife speak of John Lewis and you might picture a stately pleasure dome of ornamental cascades and hanging gardens, staffed by muscular Centaurs who know all there is to know about kitchenware and soft furnishings. But really it's just a big hall full of wanky chrome fridges.

If you'd tried to explain to me what a butterfly was back in the middle of Finland, I'd have grunted sceptically. Then torn your throat open and supped deep on your warm, life-giving blood.

In Peep Show terms, Berlin is a city of Jeremys marooned in a nation of Marks. My

A kid just couldn't see the difference. It was like being color-blind or something, or preferring Frazetta to all those blobby old paintings of haystacks and French people in rowboats.

It would be awful. It would be brilliant.

The villainous sun and the starved bank did not seem related—yet.

An apple that hasn't experienced the hard times of cold is flat, tasteless, bland. But an apple that's hung in the hundred-degree temperatures of day and held through the thirty-five-degree nips of night is a fruit with experience. Cold helps to bring out the acid, which makes an apple tart. Color is painted by warmth.

A decent man would stand out like a cactus on an ice floe.

Ordinarily he was insane, but he had lucid moments when he was merely stupid. —HEINRICH HEINE,

What is the opposite of happiness? Sadness? No.

We're wired completely opposite in that sense. Basically, he's betting against change. We're betting for change. When he makes a mistake, it's because something changes that he didn't expect. When we make a mistake, it's because something doesn't change that we thought would. We could not be more different in that way. But

In other words, the extremes inform the mean, but not vice versa.

Lo diferente es mejor cuando es más efectivo o más divertido. Si todo el mundo plantea o resuelve un problema de una determinada manera con resultados deficientes, es hora de preguntarse: ¿qué pasaría si hiciera lo contrario? No sigas un modelo que no funcione. Si la receta es una porquería, no importa lo buen cocinero que seas.

Time is light, time is dark. You either dance, or you fall.

The day had darkened an f-stop or two.

to judge darkness as bad or wrong is akin to judging whether up is better than down, or whether blue is better than red