Quotes About Contrast

Illium seems far too pretty to be dangerous." Dmitri's male beauty, by contrast, was a darker, edgier thing. "No one ever expects him to take out a blade and slice off their balls," he said with lethal amusement in his tone as he drove them toward the George Washington Bridge. "He does it with such grace, too.

Heroes, I've learned, don't always wear white. Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.

Yes." She smiled, liking the word. "What I feel like right now—I'd compare it to waking from a dream and seeing the real world. It's a beautiful place, but it also has darkness. If you try to eradicate that darkness, you also destroy the light." Pain for the future of her people tightened her heart.

Seriously hot, seriously dangerous man with a tiny, adorable baby in his arms, both of them fascinated with one another?" Uncaring of her stunning ankle-length gown in poppy red, Brenna fell dramatically onto the ground, arms flung out. "Dead." Pushing up onto her elbows, she said, "Especially since it's my hot man holding a baby.

You're calling Illium a pretty boy?" Elena snorted, glad to focus on something other than the heavy cloud of death that hung over the city. "Have you looked in a mirror lately?" "I have scars, like any respectable male.

A dark god. And she knew that thought was her own. Because the very thing that repelled her about Raphael also attracted her. Power.

Agony and ecstasy, pleasure and pain.

Gabriel found himself interested, and he'd never before found a mouse interesting.

Although solving murders and matchmaking ought to be as different as night and day, the thump of excitement in her heart was the same.

Oh," she said, putting her hand to her throat -- it was a suprisingly long, slender hand, in contrast to the roundness of her face.

Real, but sometimes beautiful.

She held my hand the whole time in our private time,' Graham recalled. 'And she was just so sweet. She is different from the Hillary you see in the media. There is a warm side to her

A vida é por vezes triste e muitas vezes aborrecida mas de vez em quando há groselhas no bolo.»

One's emotions are intensified in Paris—one can be more happy and also more unhappy here than in any other place. But it is always a positive source of joy to live here, and there is nobody so miserable as a Parisian in exile from his town.

In Snow Country, Yasunari Kawabata, the first of Japan's two Nobel laureates, describes the sad and sorry love affair of a geisha from the country and an intellectual from the city. It's

Donn Welton summarizes the effects of the Reformation by saying, "Perhaps nothing sets it in contrast to medieval Christendom more than the Reformation's rejection of its denigration of the body. Within certain moral boundaries, the powers of the body were fully celebrated.

The movies were custard compared to politics.

Waling the lush grounds overlooking the Potomac, sipping tea, or engaged in needle work in one of Mount Vernon's wainscoted parlors, the two matrons must have made a remarkable contrast; Martha, its soft-spoken mistress, and Lucy, her warm but high-strung 'northern' guest.

It is the darkness that makes the light visible, and not the other way around.

You need that disagreement, we all do, so that we can realize that the world isn't smooth and even, not everyone agrees with everyone else. You need a window into another world to work out what you think of your own.

Let me peer out at the world through your lens. (Maybe I'll shudder, or gasp, or tilt my head in a question.) Let me see how your blue is my turquoise and my orange is your gold. Suddenly binary stars, we have startling gravity. Let's compare scintillation - let's share starlight.

Put your iron hand in a velvet glove.

A silk stocking filled with mud.

From the sublime to the ridiculous is but a step.