Quotes About Duality

Somewhere beween the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere beween fear and sex. Somewere beween God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back worse.

People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much. You can salt your heart, or kill your heart, or you can choose between the two realities. There is much pain here.

The earth is round and flat at the same time. This is obvious. That it is round appears indisputable; that it is flat is our common experience, also indisputable. The globe does not supersede the map; the map does not distort the globe.

It would not be the first time that Jove and Stella had covered the traces of where I began and where they ended. I liked the playfulness of the lovers' argument: who are you and who am I? Which of us is which? Liked it less when the erotic twinhood developed into forged letters and faked signatures.

We're here to keep you in one piece, if you ignore us, you're quite likely to end up in two pieces, or lots of pieces, it's all part of the paradox.

You are still the colour of my blood. You are my blood. When I look in the mirror it's not my own face I see. Your body is twice. Once you once me. Can I be sure which is which?

People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much.

People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much. You can salt your heart, or kill your heart, or you choose between the two realities. There is so much pain here.

It is as if my heart and my brain did not belong to the same person. Feelings come quicker than lightning and fill my soul, but they bring me no illumination; they burn me and dazzle me.

Such as I was, I have declared myself; sometimes vile and despicable, at others, virtuous, generous and sublime.

Men are wicked, yes, but man is good.

I was torturing the fire, giving it life, and snuffing it out.

You are what you are not and are not what you are.

I am on the same plane specific object and free subject but never the two at the same time and always the one haunted by the Other.

Today's child is growing up absurd, because he lives in two worlds, and neither of them inclines him to grow up. Growing up--thatis our new work, and it is total. Mere instruction will not suffice.

We all have ambivalent feelings toward work ... We try to avoid it, and yet we seem to require it for our emotional well-being.

My work always tried to unite the true with the beautiful; but when I had to choose one or the other, I usually chose the beautiful.

We are all a mess of contradictions; some of our traits work for us, some against us.

While the work or play is on, it is a lot of fun if while you are doing one you don't constantly feel that you ought to be doing the other.

With Jinkx Monsoon, I strive to make her pretty and likable and have this bubbly, lovely personality. But then she can also be the most crass, out of the blue, kooky character.

Gray space is fertile ground for fiction. When I can see both sides of an argument and feel strongly in both directions, then there's a story there, then I can write real characters that I care about and believe in and champion on both sides.

I've always been struck by the complexity of a world where drugs kill and cure. Where no one is immune.

Slipknot is the darkness; Stone Sour is the light. Slipknot is chaos; Stone Sour is structure.

A woman can look both moral and exciting... if she also looks as if it was quite a struggle.