Quotes About Contrast

It is strange how sad it can be - sunlight in the afternoon, don't you think?

Satin skin, silk hair, velvet eyes, sawdust heart - all complete.

There was a vase of flame-coloured tulips in the hall - surely the most graceful of flowers. Some thrust their heads forward like snakes, and some were very erect, stiff, virginal, rather prim. Some were dying, with curved grace in their death.

She had a sweet voice, a voice with a warm and tender quality. This was strange, because her face was cold, as though warmth and tenderness were dead in her.

Il y a une noblesse dans le réalisme à laquelle l'esprit des plus nobles femmes ne parvient jamais. Le réel ne les incline point.

Life is a drama full of tragedy and comedy

Her butler opened it for her. His name was Boredom. She said, 'Boredom, fetch me a plaything.' He said 'Very good ma'am,' and putting on his white gloves so that fingerprints would not show he tapped at my heart and I thought he said his name was Love.

Darkness as well as light. Or do I mean darkness, another kind of light? Lucifer would say so, and I have a weakness for fallen angels.

It doesn't have to be like that but mostly it is.

She was fragile, gentle, wide awake in a sleeping world.

Something as straightforward as a difference could lead to something as complex as a breakdown.

She was a Roman Cardinal, chaste, but for the perfect choirboy.

As he turned inwards she turned outwards, but while he wore his intensity like a garment, she slept in hers.

Odd that a festival to celebrate the most austere of births should end up being all about conspicuous consumption.

It is necessary to distinguish the chalk circle from the stone wall.

In what way am I any better? She is smug. I am cynical. She is puffed-up. I am punctured. I watch her gamely finding the energy to thrash about on life's greasy surface, while I lie paralysed, croaking about another life I think I can see.

I go to the bathroom. All my life I have been an orphan and an only child. Now I come from a big noisy family who go ballroom dancing and live forever.

the nearness of the wound to the gift

In theory you are right... Time without end. In practice we both wear a watch.

Mi piace il modo in cui i gatti amano stare un po' dentro e un po' fuori, per assecondare sia il loro lato domestico sia quello selvatico, e anch'io mi sento selvatica e domestica. Posso stare in casa, ma solo se la porta è aperta.

The heart. Carbon-based primitive in a silicon world.

I may be no better, but at least I am different.

Es singular que nunca se remonte más agradablemente mi imaginación como cuando me hallo en un estado menos agradable; y, al contrario, cuando todo ríe en derredor mío, entonces es menos risueña mi fantasía. Mi mala cabeza no puede sujetarse a la realidad. No puede embellecer, necesita crear.

Ma mémoire, qui me retrace uniquement les objets agréables, est l'heureux contrepoids de mon imagination effarouchée, qui ne me fait prévoir que de cruels avenirs.