Quotes About Contrast

Just a hurried line...to tell a story which puts the contrast between *our* feast of the Nativity and all this ghastly Xmas racket at it's lowest. My brother heard a woman on a 'bus say, as the 'bus passed a church with a Crib outside it, Oh Lor' They bring religion into everything. Look- they're dragging it even into Christmas now

Women think of all colors except the absence of color. I have said that black has it all. White too. Their beauty is absolute. It is the perfect harmony.

He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so has Lassie.

People who are perfectly sane and happy don't make good literature, alas.

Dans le « programme des examens » les choses ne se passent pas comme dans la vie.

Aspasia and Xantippe in one. I

Nevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.

The opposite is beneficial; from things that differ comes the fairest attunement; all things are born through strife.

God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger.

To get everything you want is not a good thing. Disease makes health seem sweet. Hunger leads to the appreciation of being full-fed. Tiredness creates the enjoyment of resting

Opposition brings concord. Out of discord comes the fairest harmony.

Always having what we want may not be the best good fortune Health seems sweetest after sickness, food in hunger, goodness in the wake of evil, and at the end of daylong labor sleep.

The cosmos works by harmony of tensions, like the lyre and bow.

Asses prefer garbage to gold.

Si no hubiera un constante juego entre los contrastes, el mundo dejaría de existir

There are more of them than us.

On the outside grows the furside, on the inside grows the skinside;So the furside is the outside, and the skinside is the inside.

The farther a society progresses, the more clearly the individual becomes the antithesis of the group.

Een wijf met een sigaar is als een onderzeeër met een balkon.

Better to sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.

Stripped of the cunning artifices of the tailor, and standing forth in the garb of Eden - what a sorry set of round-shouldered, spindle-shanked, crane-necked varlets would civilized men appear!

For there is no folly of the beast of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men.

It's strange how spring and autumn are so alike and yet such inversions. You can wake up on a day in either April or October—the air, the temperature, it can all be identical and yet you know there's a difference.

And I'm different without you. You're the only one who thinks you're never different.