Quotes About Duality

I feel the darkness near me; I feel the light shining. And more keenly I feel the contrast between the two.

Sometimes hate and love serve exactly the same purpose.

What mysteries we are, human, vampire, monster, mortal, that we can love and hate simultaneously, and that emotions of all sorts might not parade for what they are not.

The big problem is not How to explain the existence of evil in this world. It's How to explain the existence of good.

We are earthly beings, yes, but a small component of us is magical, and why does that component demand blood?

I saw him in human guise, dancing for humans, as if he were one of them. I smiled in my sleep, as I saw the modern world enfold him, unbelieving, amused, and dancing to his own rhythms.

As much as I hated him, with him we were Ã¢â'¬Â¦ complete.' She looked at me, her eyelids quivering, as if the slight rise in her voice had disturbed her even as it had disturbed me. " Ã¢â'¬ËœNo, only you were complete …' I said to her. 'Because there were two of us, one on either side of you, from the beginning.' "I thought I saw her smile then, but I was not certain.

I could see the dim figure of my double forming behind Lestat. I could see Goblin, designed as I was designed. I could see the crazed smile on his face.

The very thing that attracts you to someone can end up putting you off.

But Willa knew what she meant. She had felt that way during her own childhood; she'd felt like a watchful, wary adult housed in a little girl's body. And yet nowadays, paradoxically, it often seemed to her that from behind her adult face a child about eleven years old was still gazing out at the world.

He was like anybody else, Red said. Insufferable and likeable. Bad and good.

He was like anybody else, Red said. Insufferable and likable. Bad and good.

I come down to the water to cool my eyes. But everywhere I look I see fire; that which isn't flint is tinder, and the whole world sparks and flames.

That's how things were out here in the wild, she was learning. Dangerous or beautiful. Or both.

Nobody contrived for Stevie to be a foxy chick. It just emerged. She moves and dances purely because she likes dancing. But she has a split personality. Onstage she's the goddess of whatever, but offstage she's very often like a little old lady with a cold or a sore throat. Yet she's amazing—she can feel like shit before she goes onstage but then she goes out there and pulls out the stops.

I think we all have light and dark inside us.

she and Wotan are also both sister and brother, and wife and husband.

I am terrified by the dizzying pleasure of it: I am both here and over there; I am be and I am no longer me! Am I already dead?

I hate it here. I hate everyone here. I hate that I am so different. I love it here and I want to belong and I know that I never will.

It is a relief to discover that although there might be axe murderers and kidnappers in the world, most people seem a lot like us: sometimes afraid and sometimes brave, sometimes cruel and sometimes kind.

It is not easy to be stranded between two worlds, the sad truth is that we can never feel completely comfortable in either world.

Every time you get the world by the tail, she thought, you gotta remember there's teeth on the other end.

Every person has the potential to be unpleasant and harmful, just as every person has the potential to be pleasant and helpful.

She's proving to be the soft and sensual yin to my dirty as fuck yang.