Quotes About Paradox

But we have not understood the world; how its way is to destroy without destroying, the way air levels a mountain; things fly apart in a vacuum... It wears us to the hard thing we cannot help being; and if the only hard thing is our determination not to be hard, it wears us down to that.

Truly, it was beautiful to watch. Cruel, too - I admitted that. But what was beauty without a little cruelty at its heart?

Philly is a place where people love change as long as things stay the same for them.

There is only one thing a philosopher can be relied upon to do, and that is to contradict other philosophers.

Contradiction was something I really like when it is embraced in that kind of philosophy.

I am afraid of blood, but for some reason often I put blood in my photos... I don't know why.

We live in a Newtonian world of Einsteinian physics ruled by Frankenstein logic.

It's not clear in physics why you can't see the future.

Christianity had two faces which bewildered me - two pictures which didn't fit.

In every seed of good there is always a piece of bad.

Atheists are pious people.

I have a wandering eye and a lazy eye so they cancel each other out. It's a push.

If we want things to stay as they are, things will have to change.

Smoking kills you, but life kills you, and if you don't want to die, go into a freezer when you are born and nothing will happen to you.

I go back and forth between wanting to be abundantly simple and maddeningly complex.

A lot of what I was wanting to do in my work and what I have been doing has been about the unexpected... that unexpected situation of wanting to be the heroine and yet wanting to kill the heroine at the same time.

Bullfighting is every bit as ghoulish and savage as its critics warn, but it is equally as powerful and moving as its supporters insist. Perhaps the most vexing aspect about it is that neither group is wrong: they are both telling the truth.

I am actually incredibly contented and jolly. But, and I have no idea why this is, I have a really strong empathy with all kinds of warped and destructive modes of thinking. I don't know why, but those things co-exist.

Nothing was just one thing; there were worlds within worlds. Those of us who trod the line between were blessed and burdened with both.

What if opposites could be combined and transcended, paradox embraced, a whole life lived in contradictory case?

Quootla had a suffix, - utl , that could be glued to the end of anything—nouns, verbs, adjectives, pronouns, small rodents—and meant the word itself plus its opposite, simultaneously. It didn't always translate into Goreddi. Time/no-time almost made sense; blue/orange or fall/rise or dog/whatever-the-opposite-of-dog-is were perfectly intelligible in Quootla but boggling to nearly everyone else.

Every sweet hath its sour; every evil its good. —Ralph Waldo Emerson

The boy was bred to be Catholic; shame and judgement were his bread and butter and anger his red wine. Too bad he was an atheist.

Beauty's nothingbut beginning of Terror we're still just able to bear,and why we adore it so is because it serenelydisdains to destroy us. Each single angel is terrible.