Quotes About Duality

The wife has begun planning a secret life. In it, she is an art monster. She puts on yoga pants and says she is going to yoga, then pulls off onto a country lane and writes in tiny cramped writing on a grocery list She thinks she should go off her meds maybe so as to write more fluidly. Possibly this is not a good idea. But only possibly.

Then the green man's face grew even blacker, the red beard so red it seemed to crackle and sparkle like fir twigs on the fire; the mouth contracted to an arrow-like point before it opened to inquire in the sweetest, gentlest tones.

The prime minister is a Labour Tory. There's a mosque at the end of your street and a French restaurant next door. We are neither in nor out of Europe. We are famous for our beer but we drink in wine bars. We are not a colonial power but we still have a commonwealth. We are jealous of the rich but we buy into the Hello! celebrity culture. We live in a United Kingdom that's no longer united. We are muddled.

light was both a wave and a particle.

There's two heads to every coin.

There's two kinds of people, kid: the kind who pretend they are, and the kind who pretend they aren't. Take my advice and don't be neither.

Did you ever meet someone who either had no sense of humor or was never serious, you couldn't tell which?

His life was two lives now: the life he would have and the life he would forever wonder about.

One can't say how one behaved or why, really. Such situations, they are far more complex than any either/or proposition. It is simplistic to produce events in pairs and lean them against each other like cards. I suppose if you a playing go or shogi, then such a thing might be helpful, but that is not life.

In general I think sadness kind of take the strength away from anger, or maybe they just waver back and forth. I don't know. All I know is most of the time I am one or the other—angry or sad.

When Coin proposes a new Hunger Games, the significance of her name becomes crystal clear: she may be female to Snow's male, but they're two sides of the same coin.

it may rain or it may shine, probably at the same time. (Lamentations 5:23)

Even the most sadistic and destructive man is human, as human as the saint.

Auf ihrer Suche nach der Einheit hinter der Mannigfaltigkeit kamen die brahmanischen Denker zu dem Schluss, dass das von ihnen wahrgenommene Gegensatzpaar nicht das Wesen der Dinge, sondern das Wesen des wahrnehmenden Geistes widerspiegelt. Das wahrnehmende Denken muss sich selbst transzendieren, um die wahre Wirklichkeit zu erreichen. Der Widerspruch ist eine Kategorie des menschlichen Geistes und nicht an und für sich ein Element der Wirklichkeit.

En el amor se da la paradoja de dos seres que se convierten en uno y, no obstante, siguen siendo dos.

War es denn nicht auch manchmal schön gewesen? Hatte er immer nur die Lüge gespürt, die hier umging, und die böse heimliche Gewalt, die aus ganzen Kindergenerationen gehorsame Bürger machte? Es war manchmal schön gewesen, aber nur trotzdem.

He it is still and yet it is not he any longer. His features have become uncertain and faint, like a photographic plate from which two pictures have been taken. Even his voice sounds like ashes.

One man's destroyer is another's nightingale.

Laikam gan katrs k?dam bija labs cilv?ks. Un k?dam tieši pret?ji.

Thus the Great Mother is uroboric: terrible and devouring, beneficent and creative; a helper, but also alluring and destructive; a maddening enchantress, yet a bringer of wisdom; bestial and divine, voluptuous harlot and inviolable virgin, immemori-ally old and eternally young.4

Never was there such a contrast of natural splendor and human vileness.

My life had become so dichotomized and compartmentalized, so off the tracks that I barely understood it myself. I couldn't tell him that Spade was Jekyll and Hyde, two men trapped inside one six-foot-three roiling meat suit. Nothing about my life was suited for picnic talk.

Man has a mind that soars out to speculate about atoms and infinity, who can place himself imaginatively at a point in space and contemplate bemusedly his own planet. This immense expansion, this dexterity, this ethereality, this self-consciousness gives to man literally the status of a small god in nature... Yet, at the same time... man is a worm and food for worms

We fear our highest possibility (as well as our lowest ones). We are generally afraid to become that which we can glimpse in our most perfect moments…. We enjoy and even thrill to the godlike possibilities we see in ourselves in such peak moments. And yet we simultaneously shiver with weakness, awe and fear before these very same possibilities.