Quotes About Contrast

Meeting a choice adolescent now was like smelling strawberries when you were hungry for a steak.

La brezza fredda e il fumo della Camel si mescolavano come gioia e rimorso.

There was such a relative paucity of smells in California that the interconnectedness of all possible smells was not apparent. She

Along the deserted road to the gas station were mercury-vapor lights that seemed weaker than those in New Prospect, as if Navajo impoverishment extended even to amperage.

I guess they needed a maze in Japan, where everything's neat and tidy. In America everybody's already wandering around lost.

He didn't hide his teeth, which were bright yellow, like the van we'd unloaded.

I used to think that humor was the only way to appreciate how wonderful and terrible the world is, to celebrate how big life is. But now I think the opposite. Humor is a way of shrinking from that wonderful and terrible world.

Sadness and joy aren't opposites of each other. They are each the opposite of indifference.

I wanted to be empty like an overturned pitcher. But I was full like a stone.

The floors were like marble chessboards, and the ceilings were like cakes.

Mein Inneres reibt sich am Außen.

Our dreams cannot exist at the same time. I am so young, and he is so aged, and both of these facts should make us people who are deserving of their dreams, but this is not a possibility.

Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and outside.

The apartment had never been darker. I turned on the lamp. It became bright around us. The apartment became darker.

The inside of life became far smaller than the outside, creating a cavity, an emptiness.

She was incredibly beautiful, with a face like Mom's, which seemed like it was smiling even when she wasn't smiling, and huge boobs.

Gulliver describes a royal personage inspiring awe among the tiny Lilliputians because he was taller than his brethren by the breadth of a human fingernail.

Que el cielo exista, aunque mi lugar sea el infierno.

Edimburgo o York o Santiago de Compostela pueden mentir eternidad; no así Buenos Aires, que hemos visto brotar de un modo esporádico, entre los huecos y los callejones de tierra.

Buenos Aires] No nos une el amor sino el espanto. Será por eso que la quiero tanto

I still hold two images of the ranch – the one I brought with me and the one my eyes finally saw.

Perfilados bien por un fondo de paredes celestes o de cielo alto, dos compadritos envainados en seria ropa negra bailan sobre zapatos de mujer un baile gravísimo, que es el de los cuchillos parejos, haste que de una oreja salta un clavel porque el cuchillo ha entrado en un hombre, que cierra con su muerte horizontal el baile sin música.

Dicen que lo parió un fatigado vientre irlandés, pero se crió entre negros. En ese caos de catinga y de motas gozó el primado que conceden las pecas y una crencha rojiza. Practicaba el orgullo de ser blanco; también era esmirriado, chúcaro, soez.

También es vívido el contraste de los estilos. El estilo arcaizante de Menard —extranjero al fin— adolece de alguna afectación. No así el del precursor, que maneja con desenfado el español corriente de su época.