Quotes About Duality

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

She was more of a business partner to him than anything else. Some of her appreciated that. But rustling yet within her was another person who wanted to bathe and perfume herself...and be taken, carried away, and peeled back by a force she could sense, but never articulate, even dimly within her mind.

We realize that anything can be everything and each is also its opposite-then the image of zero's perfect ring shines before us.

There is so much good in the worst of us, an so much bad in the best of us, that it ill behooves any of us not to talk about the rest of us.

All human beings, as we meet them, are commingled out of good and evil.

All human beings are commingled out of good and evil.

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

My body which my dungeon is,And yet my parks and palaces.

I find that I fall into two parts which roughly correspond to instinct and conscience. To use a figure, I might characterize both parts as writers. Neither one, as far as the simple daily calls of life go, is much of a success.

Beauty and the devil are the same thing.

He was trying to mix fact and faith, science and sorcery,

This is what I think, but I don't say the words because the counterpoint of yes and no, love and hate, fear and longing, the need to tear down and the need to build up are synonymous and one.

A boy is a man in miniature, and though he may sometimes exhibit notable virtue, as well as characteristics that seem to be charming because they are childlike, he is also a schemer, self-seeker, traitor, Judas, crook, and villain - in short, a man.

she had two phones.

I long for another human face just as I fear it.

No one, mortal, immortal, or creatures beyond the knowledge of either, can belong to two worlds.

The face of your greatest enemy might be the face of my finest friend. An

One burns the dead while the other burns the living.

That's one hell of a secret life you live, Miss Abigail.

Sort of pregnant. Sort of dead. Sort of Jewish. These are impossibles.

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who divide everything into two groups, and those who don't.

You are of that tribe with your feet in hell and your head in heaven.

Really. It can't be as bad as all that," she said. "Bad? Good and evil are always mixed up. It provides order.

I believe everything I say, though I know I'm a liar.