Quotes About Contrast

Bagdad-on-the-Subway.

?çimin mevsimlerine de hiç uymaz ?u tabiat.

Fakat, sonradan garson olmu? bir filozof ya da filozof olmu? bir garsona göre, insanlar kar???k salataya benzer.

Çeli?kili duyarl?klara ayn? anda yer veren insan?n iç dünyas? çok ba?kayd?. Bir Bach sonat?yla bir Beethoven senfonisinin yanyana çal?nmas? onun yan?nda bir ?ey ifade etmiyordu.

Why, flowers are violent, cruel, terrible, splendid...like love.

I was thinking of love,' I replied in a tone of reproach, 'and here you are talking to me again—forever—about torture!' 'Doubtless! since it's the same thing—

Et ce souvenir brusquement évoqué met un nuage de mélancolie dans la gaîté de ce joli matin.

You are horror and beauty in rare combination.

I don't like most Utopia stories because I don't believe them for a moment. It seems inevitable that my Utopia would be someone else's hell.

The stars are free." She shrugs. "I'd rather have the city lights back myself, the sooner the better. But we can afford the stars.

I'd rather have the city lights back myself, the sooner the better. But we can afford the stars.

You are horror and beauty in rare combination. In a very real way, you've captured us, and we can't escape.

I think that I shall never see, a billboard lovely as a tree. Perhaps, unless the billboards fall, I'll never see a tree at all.

I think that I shall never see A billboard lovely as a tree. Perhaps, unless the billboards fall, I'll never see a tree at all.

I think that I shall never seeA billboard lovely as a tree.Indeed, unless the billboards fallI'll never see a tree at all.

I believe a little incompatibility is the spice of life, particularly if he has income and she is pattable.

In every darkness, there is enough light for you to discover your path. In every light, there is abundant darkness for you to miss your path

Then you realize: night gives the world back its natural, original appearance, without suger-coating it; day is a flight of fancy, light a slight exception, an oversight, a disruption of the order. The world in fact is dark, almost black. Motionless and cold.

Then you realize: night gives the world back its natural, original appearance, without sugar-coating it; day is a flight of fancy, light a slight exception, an oversight, a disruption of the order. The world in fact is dark, almost black. Motionless and cold.

There are two points of view in the world: the frog's perspective and bird's-eye view. Any point in between just leads to chaos.

Infants and old people look the same.

It's strange how the Night erases all colors, as if it didn't give a damn about such worldly extravagance.

the point here was appropriation via antithesis.

It's a feature of flashlights that they're only visible in the daytime.