Quotes About Contrast

Y por que el sol es tan mal amigo del caminante en el desierto? Y por que el sol es tan simpatico en el jardin del hospital? And why is the sun such a bad companion to the traveler in the desert? And why is the sun so congenial in the hospital garden?

Y es esta la moral de mi Oda: Dos veces es belleza la belleza, y lo que es bueno es doblemente bueno, cuando se trata de dos calcetines de lana en el invierno.

Do all memories of the poor huddle together in the villages? And do the rich keep their dreams in a box carved from minerals?

Do you not see a threat in the bloody silk of the poppy? No ves en la seda sangrienta de la amapola una amenaza?

El mar inmenso y libre para nadie es más triste que para un barco atado por anclas de oro y seda!

Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.

I want to live like a poor man with lots of money.

Life is a sandwich of activity between two periods of bed-wetting

The close proximity in which people lived in India was in stark contrast to my independent existence in America.

Hank stared off at the weeping cement wall of their underground room; under the glare of the bare bulb, it reminded him of sweaty skin. Why didn't he ever think about stuff like that? He always assumed people were as plain and straight as he was. Why did everyone else have these dark folds, these wrinkles and kinks to them?

What we mean when we say that something is cultural is that it is roughly similar to what we find in other members of the particular group we are considering, and unlike what we would find in members of a contrast group. This is why it is confusing to say that people share a culture, as if culture were common property. We may have strictly identical amounts of money in our respective wallets without sharing any of it!

ImperfecÅ£iunea este mult mai seduc?toare decât plicticoasa regulariate. O figur? emoÅ£ionant? este o asamblare de defecte armonios repartizate.

His happiness was almost painful, like circulation returning to a dead leg.

He remembered the feel of No Man's Land, the vast, unimaginable space. By day, seen through a periscope, this immensity shrank to a small, pock-marked stretch of ground, snarled with wire. You never got used to the discrepancy. Part of its power to compel the imagination lay precisely in that. It was the difference between seeing a mouth ulcer and probing it with your tongue.

no girl ever dressed more carefully for her wedding day than Achilles for the battlefield…

Parisians and polar icecaps have a lot in common except that polar icecaps are warmer to strangers.

Beautiful cities have a treacherous nature.

They strode with purpose, armed with resolution, whereas everything I did seemed insubstantial and forced. I longed for engagement, intrusion, and a little more Mardi Gras than Lent in my life.

In no way had my mother with her air of gentility and fine breeding prepared me for the Ida Skimberrys of the world.

Most of the time, there's no need for fancy clothes--having to work in the fields day in, day out. But the Big Times don't come but once a year. Nobody wants to look bad or feel bad then. Plenty of time to do that all year.

Misery alternates with euphoria.

Throughout history, every period of enlightenment has been accompanied by darkness, pushing in opposition. Such are laws of nature and balance.

it is in hearing the voice of the devil that we can better appreciate the voice of god.

Even the iconoclastic poet William Blake hinted that we should read between the lines." Langdon was familiar with the verse: BOTH READ THE BIBLE DAY AND NIGHT, BUT THOU READ BLACK WHERE I READ WHITE.