Quotes About Paradox

I'm sin, but I'm not the devil.

It seems we are capable of immense love and loyalty, and as capable of deceit and atrocity. It's probably this shocking ambivalence that makes us unique.

To be in love is not the same as loving. You can be in love with a woman and still hate her.

I love it when ugliness is beautiful. I love character flaws.

They don't ask much of you. They only want you to hate the things you love and to love the things you despise.

I don't like half the folks I love.

We Americans are trained to think big, talk big, act big, love big, admire bigness but then the essential mystery is in the small.

You couldn't truly love anything if you didn't hate at least something. Indeed, perhaps you couldn't truly love anything if you didn't hate almost everything.

Love is an impossible concept.

Logic cannot comprehend love; so much the worse for logic.

We like someone because. We love someone although.

I love the great despisers because they are the great adorers.

Isn't it strange that I who have written only unpopular books should be such a popular fellow?

Many people love in themselves what they hate in others

Quantum mechanics is normal. It is the world it describes that is weird.

The term 'serious actor' is kind of an oxymoron, isn't it? Like 'Republican party' or 'airplane food.'

Crazy people don't know they're crazy. I know I'm crazy, therefore I am not crazy. Isn't that crazy?

I know everything must be a lie, but I believe it anyway.

He's a typical existentialist. And that's a contradiction in terms if ever there was one.

Not everything is black and white. Much as we would like it to be.

Most beautiful place on earth, and the most brutal. Sometimes I think God wanted to show us all His ways at once.

Kentucky, huh? Most beautiful place on earth, and the most brutal. Sometimes I think God wanted to show us all His ways at once.

pranc?zai klydo sakydami kad kuo daugiau viskas kei?ias tuo daugiau viskas pasilieka kaip buv? nes iš ties? niekas nepasilieka kaip buv?.

Keista švytuokl? žmogus. Atrodo, kiek išsimeti žv?rin, tiek sugr?žti žmogun. Kartais pamanau: net kad Diev? pajustum, reikia pirmiau b?ti geru velniu. Po moment?, kada neju?iom pasileidi, ištirpsti kurion nors padugn?n - tokiu ryškumu stojas prieš akis priešingyb? - švytuokl? jau kitoj pus?j.