Quotes About Duality

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.

They say love and hate are closely tied, that they can turn at a moment's notice.

Hate and love were both conceived in fear, perhaps that was why they were nearly the same thing, but only one was steeped in hope.

Tex?" I whispered."Yeah?""Enemies or lovers right now?"He sighed and kissed my head. "Both, we'll always be both.

Two is always better than one.

One day Mrs. Goodkind said, 'Pickles, you are not a bad cat.You are not a good cat.You are good and bad.And bad and good.You are a mixed-up cat.What you need is a good home.Then you will be good.'

When you try to persistently abolish hatred, at that very moment...you lose focus on love.

I press my lips hard against hers, tasting her desire, her pain, her love, her confusion. At once I'm in two lives, two worlds, two places.

Love always doesn't come across as bad, but it always has two sides.

I have always been loved and hated for the same reason and by the same people.

I romanticized him until he was the perfect being. A soul so beautiful, but so immensely evil too.

To be the body-mind or not to be the body-mind, this is the question.

It almost contradicts itself, " she says after a moment. "It's as if there is love and loss at the same time, together in a kind of beautiful pain.

Some people are only funny when they try to be serious.

The good is mostly in the absence of bad";

Even trial and error are a form of barbell.

Though I keep trying to convince her of my internal humility and insecurity concealed under a confident exterior;

Il signor Paolo Ferrari era in sala da pranzo che beve-va il tè. Nel vederlo io riconobbi Turati, che era venuto in via Pastrengo una volta. Ma siccome m'avevan detto che si chiamava Paolo Ferrari, credetti, per ubbidienza, che fosse insieme Turati e Ferrari; e di nuovo verità e menzogna si mescolarono in me.

The union two abysses does not produce a height.

Life is made up of marble and mud.

Might and wrong combined, like iron magnetized, are endowed with irresistible attraction.

If we look through all the heroic fortunes of mankind, we shall find [the] same entanglement of something mean and trivial with whatever is noblest in joy or sorrow. Life is made up of marble and mud.

He had spoken the very truth and transformed it into the veriest falsehood. And yet, by the constitution of his nature, he loved the truth and loathed the lie, as few men ever did. Therefore, above all things else, eh loathed his miserable self.

I got up on time this morning, boarded the train, changed to the subway, and worked like an aggressive career woman in one of the biggest corporations around. At night I transformed into a prostitute sought out by men. Suddenly I remembered the argument I had had earlier with Arai and stopped short. I'm a company employee day and night. Or is it that I'm a prostitute night and day? Which is it? Which one is me?