Quotes About Duality

Are you alone? - Of course. - I thought I heard voices. - I was praying. - I heard two voices. - Oh, well, I do both parts. --Love and Death screenplay

La tristeza y la risa terminan entendiéndose como jarabe y tos. Ninguno de los dos es lo bastante fuerte para vencer al otro y al final se resignan a convivir.

Life and death live and die in exactly the same spot, the body. It is from there that both babies and cancers are born.

T]o be a castaway is to be caught up in grim and exhausting opposites.

a very important reptilian brain. Isn't it odd that the serpent of Genesis was cursed to "crawl on your belly?" How did he get around before that? There is, of course, great controversy as to whether the Fall into duality or division was a fortunate or unfortunate development. One modem theologian holds that the pain of division is nothing

What nourishes me, destroys me

We all wake up in the morning wanting to live our lives the way we know we should. But we usually don't, in small ways. That's what makes a character like Batman so fascinating. He plays out our conflicts on a much larger scale.

Nothing is as it seems. Black can appear white when the light is blinding but white loses all luster at the faintest sign of darkness.

There was a duplication of myself involved, perhaps even a triplication. There was I who was writing. There was I whom I could remember. And there was I of whom I wrote, the protagonist of the story.

Ok. You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is this a pretty accurate description of our relationship.

Maybe the hardest lesson Han had learned was that nobody is purely bad or good. Everybody seemed to be a mixture of both.

Maybe the hardest lesson Han had learned was that nobody is purely bad or good. Everybody seemed to be a mixure of both.

As with evil, you never know when you'll be blindsided by kindness.

Tal vez la lección más dura que Han había aprendido era que nadie es totalmente bueno o malo. Todo el mundo es una mezcla de ambas cosas.

But even a thornbush grows a flower sometimes. And sometimes the loveliest flower has poison at its heart.

On the mantelpiece, the photograph of a chimpanzee and a statuette of the Buddha. This proximity, more accidental than intentional, makes me wonder over and over where my place might be between these two extrems, man's pre and transfiguration.

I have followed only one idea all the way--the idea that everything man achieves necessarily turns against him.

Are we fruit of the same tree? No - Angela is everything I wanted to be and never was. What is she? She's the waves of the sea. While I'm the dense and gloomy forest. I'm in the depths. Angela scatters in sparkling fragments. Angela is my vertigo. Angela is my reverberation.

Today I woke up feeling such nostalgia for happiness. My whole life I've never been free. I always persecuted myself within me. I've became intolerable to myself. I live in the dilacerating duality. I have an apparent freedom but I am imprisoned inside me.

What Angela writes can be read aloud: her words are voluptuous and give physical pleasure. I am geometric, Angela is a spiral, all finesse. She is intuitive, I am logical. She is not afraid to err in the use of words. And I do not err. I am well aware that she is the succulent grape and I am the raisin.

As coisas estavam de algum modo tão boas que podiam se tornar muito ruins porque o que amadurece plenamente pode apodrecer.

But now that I knew that suffering had been my happiness, I asked myself if I wasn't fleeing toward a God because I couldn't bear my humanity.

Not all poisonous juices are burning or bitter nor is everything which is burning and bitter poisonous.

That was the way with Man; it had always been that way. He had carried terror with him. And the thing he was afraid of had always been himself.