Quotes About Paradox

She wanted to cry again. She wanted to do nothing and forget those two calm strangers had ever said anything to her. But she had no choice now, did she? The secret had been thrust in her face. She couldn't put that horse back in the barn, to mix her metaphors. It was a parental paradox probably as old as time: She didn't want to know, but she did want to know. When

Wilde loved those he cared about fiercely and protectively—and yet he couldn't live with them or be with them on a steady basis. It is a paradox, a contradiction, and yet that is what most of us are, when we think about it. We want to make people consistent and predictable and simple, but they never are.

He was bleeding slowly to death in the midst of abundance, for his life's blood was poverty.

Ladies seemed to live in faint horror of men, seemed unwilling to approve wholeheartedly of them. But I liked them. There was something about them, no matter how much they cussed and drank and gambled and chewed; no matter how undelectable they were, there was something about them that I instinctively liked

enjoyed everything I disapproved of, and disliked my ingenuous diversions.

Your trouble, now, you want to have your cake and eat it: you want to stop the clock, but you can't.

Morning sickness and bank robbery doesn't mix well.

There are ways of dying that don't end in funerals. Types of death you can't smell.

In the world we live in, what we know and what we don't know are like Siamese twins, inseparable, existing in a state of confusion.

Cell phones are so convenient that they're an inconvenience.

And everywhere, infinite options, infinite possibilities. An infinity, and at the same time, zero. We try to scoop it all up in our hands, and what we get is a handful of zero. That's the city

You are entering a phase of your life in which many different things will occur...bad things that seem good at first and good things that seem bad at first.

Nature is actually unnatural

Any explanation or logic that explains everything so easily has a hidden trap in it.

In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil. Good and evil are not fixed stable entities but are continually trading places. A good may be transformed into an evil in the next second. And vice versa.

I believe that it's not necessary to believe in the soul's existence. But turn that around and you come to the belief that there's no need to not believe in its existence.

It seems to me that very sad things always contain an element of the comical

Komatsu's view is that there are always two sides to everything, Tengo said. A good side and a not-so-bad side.

It is very difficult to logically explain the illogical.

Sometimes, in this multifaceted world of ours, inconsistency can be more eloquent than consistency.

If you look at it the other way round, that's the only reason why this world is inside of me. Maybe it's a paradox, like an image reflected to infinity in a pair of facing mirrors. I am a part of this world, and this world is a part of me.

There are — how do you say — things in this world our philosophy cannot account for.

By living our lives, we nurture death.

Irony deepens a person, helps them mature. It is the entrance to salvation on a higher plane, to a place where you can find a more universal kind of hope.