Quotes About Duality

He offers the honeycomb with one hand and shows the whip with the other.

Was there ever a man as beautiful or as vile as this one?

America is the greatest of opportunities and the worst of influences.

We know now that a man can read Goethe or Rilke in the evening, that he can play Bach and Schubert, and go to his day's work at Auschwitz in the morning.

It is clear that the world is purely parodic, in other words, that each thing seen is the parody of another, or is the same thing in a deceptive form.

I believe that truth has only one face: that of a violent contradiction.

It is clear that the world is purely parodic, that each thing seen is the parody of another, or is the same thing in a deceptive form.

I don't know whether war is an interlude during peace, or peace an interlude during war.

Thus the tower was both disease and cure. It rendered him unfit for the world and it remedied the hurts inflicted by the world.

Are there any two words in all of the English language more closely twinned than courage and cowardice? I do not think there is a man alive who will not yearn to possess the former and dread to be accused of the latter. One is held to be the apogee of man's character, the other its nadir. An yet, to me the two sit side by side on the circle of life, removed from each other by the merest degree of arc. (MARCH - Chapter 11 - page 168)

If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers.

Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear.

We have two kinds of morality side by side: one which we preach but do not practice, and the other which we practice but seldom preach.

The unifying of opposites is the eternal process.

Poetry was the maiden I loved, but politics was the harridan I married.

When I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better.

I am my own heaven and hell!

Every sweet hath its sour, every evil its good.

Our virtues are most frequently but vices disguised.

Such, Polly, are your sex - part truth, part fiction; Some thought, much whim, and all contradiction.

Thanks to words, we have been able to rise above the brutes; and thanks to words, we have often sunk to the level of the demons.

The same wind that extinguishes a light can set a brazier on fire.

When you're a writer, you no longer see things with the freshness of the normal person. There are always two figures that work inside you, and if you are at all intelligent you realize that you have lost something. But I think there has always been this dichotomy in a real writer. He wants to be terribly human, and he responds emotionally, but at the same time there's this cold observer who cannot cry.

Analytical psychology and magic comprise in my estimation two halves or aspects of a single technical system.