Quotes About Duality

Even as a child she had lived her own small life within herself. At a very early period she had apprehended instinctively the dual life - that outward existence which conforms, the inward life which questions.

From Taoism's yin yang and the M?ori takarangi to Buddhism's endless knot and the Celtic double spiral, each design invokes a continual dynamic dance between complementary forces.

Okay, he says. They both say it, all the time. I've finally started to figure out what it means. It means "yes" and "all right". It also means less than all right, and a begrudging no. It means everything, and nothing, all at once.

La nostra stella è unica, eppure è doppia. Sappiate distinguere la sua impronta reale dalla sua immagine, e noterete ch'essa brilla con più intensità alla luce del giorno che nelle tenebre della notte.

All the universe has got a sex-like quality about it. It is seminal and productive at the same time. The seeds of words produce ideas. The seeds of ideas produce goodness knows what. The whole blessed thing is male and female at one and the same time. In fact, the whole thing is pure sex. We've taken one aspect of it and called it sex, or made it self-conscious and called it Sex. But that was our own fault, wasn't it? – Fynn, Mister God, This is Anna

But that's the modus operandi of fashion, isn't it—to move antithetically, almost Hegelian in its constant vacillation between seemingly opposing extremes?

Only he will deserve the name of "man" and can count upon anything prepared for them from above, who has already acquired corresponding data for being able to preserve intact both the wolf and the sheep entrusted to his care.

It is here that what I call the outpouring of dream into real life began. From that moment, everything took on a double aspect at times, and this occurred without my reason lacking logic and without my memory loosing the slightest details of what happened to me. But my actions, seemingly unconscious, were dominated by what human reason calls illusion.

c'étaient les deux moitiés d'un seul amour. L'une était l'idéal sublime, l'autre la douce réalité. Que me font maintenant tes ombrages et tes lacs, et même ton désert ?

Ori de câte ori m? privesc în oglind?, m? v?d simultan pe mine, dar ?i pe str?inul care sunt.

Nici un cuvânt nu a acoperit atât de bine ca "religie" dubla semantic? a lui "pharmakon": leac ?i otrav?.

The gods give, like twin flowers, power and ruin, memory and oblivion.

Nuestra luz es la de la cordillera en cualquier parte; gloriosa y algo punzante a fuerza de absoluta. Gracias a ella me parece como si hubiera tenido dos veces cada cosa que tuve allá: dos veces cada cerro, dos veces mi patio, dos veces también mi madre.

The baby, a girl, is born at 6:24 a.m. She weighs six pounds, ten ounces. The mother takes the baby in her arms and asks her, "Who are you, my little one?" And in response, this baby, who is Liz and not Liz at the same time, laughs.

The heart is so peculiar. How light and how heavy it can feel at the same time. How light.

Estamos todos vivendo, no máximo, metade de uma vida, pensou. Havia a vida que você viveu, que consistia das escolhas que você fez. E aí havia outra vida, aquela das coisas que você não tinha escolhido. E às vezes aquela outra vida parecia tão palpável quanto a que você estava vivendo.

But people —the ordinary, the decent and basically honest— couldn't get through the day without that one indispensable bit of programming, that allowed you to say one thing and mean, feel, even do, another.

Kiedy? przekonasz si?, ?e ludzie z regu?y nie s? ani ca?kiem dobrzy, ani ?li. Mo?e w nich tkwi? odrobina dobra i ca?a masa z?a albo mog? by? z gruntu dobrzy z niewielk? domieszk? z?a

It's like Oz and Kansas, if Dorothy could switch between them the whole time.

And as any mixed-race person will tell you - to be half of two things is to be whole of nothing.

People, you'll find, aren't usually all good or bad. Sometimes they're just a little bit good and a whole lot bad. And sometimes they're mostly good with a dash of bad. And most of us, well, we fall in the middle somewhere.

That's pretty much our story: Melanie and Scarlett, Annie Oakley and Calamity Jane, the soccer moms and the vampire slayers. All of them are more complicated than they let on.

I'm not Barbara Gordon. I have to keep remembering that. Tonight, I'm not Barbara. Tonight, I'm not the Police Commissioner's daughter. Tonight, I'm the one who pored over the details of the confidential police and reports when her dad wasn't looking. I'm the one who recognized the vintage costumes you wear. Tonight? Tonight, I'm Batgirl.

There are two versions to every poem – the crying version and the straight version