Quotes About Duality

He who is about to sing the fourth song is either a man or a stone or a tree.

La pierre voudrait se soustraire aux lois de la pesanteur ? Impossible. Impossible, si le mal voulait s'allier avec le bien.

Life and death go hand in glove.

She made love with the freshness of an impatient virgin and the ingenuity of a sex-scarred whore.

Phil never settled on a name for the new, dual consciousness within him. His most frequently used term was "homoplasmate" - a bonding of a human and an information-rich "plasmate" life form. He further felt that this new wisdom or grace had been "programmed" in him by age four, and that it would save him.

It is yin and yang. Light is the left hand of darkness ... how did it go? Light, dark. Fear, courage. Cold, warmth. Female, male. It is yourself ... both and one. A shadow on snow.

Defense is attack, attack is defense, each being the cause and result of the other.

Anyone who thinks the pen is mightier than the sword has not been stabbed with both.

It was a curious feeling, that something could be so close and so distant at the same time.

Por supuesto, todas las noches son días oscuros, por que la noche es simplemente una versión mal iluminada del día.

People aren't either wicked or noble," the hook-handed man said. "They're like chef's salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.

People aren't either wicked or noble. They're like chef's salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.

Maureen had been born with the face of a gargoyle on the body of a sylph.

Your honied words, your honied love. Under all your honey runs a conduit of venom.

Kesombongan dan kelemahan adalah kembar siam.

There are really two kinds of life. There is, as Viri says, the one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, this other we long to see.

And all of this, dependent, closely woven, all of it is deceiving. There are really two kinds of life. There is, as Viri says, the one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, this other we long to see.

Half a mile from Haverstraw there lived a halfwit fellow, Half his house was brick and red, and half was wood and yellow; Half the town knew half his name but only half could spell it. If you will sit for half an hour, I've half a mind to tell it.

Evil to some is always good to others

Well, evil to some is always good to others.

one half of her should not be always so much wiser than the other half, or always suspecting the other of being worse than it was.

My impressions of Hank are of a man reaching but unreachable, gentle but capable of sudden wild and dangerous violence, sharply critical of others but equally self-critical, caged and fighting the bars but timid of the light, viciously opposed to external restraint, imposing an iron slavery on himself. His face is a picture of opposites in conflict.

I don't know what materials scientists put in bombs but it seems as if they wouldn't need anything more than two personalities who don't get along so wonderfully.

All those cows with the same pattern of black and white, all turning their heads at the same time, all mooing in unison (his first love was still cloning) and all feeling pregnant when they were not, didn't seem to be an image she could hold in her head along with the rest of what she knew about life.