Quotes About Paradox

One must have tradition in oneself, to hate it properly.

Life's little ironies are not always manifest. We hear distant rumbling sounds of its tragedies, but rarely are we permitted to witness the reality. (from W.L.S.)

Bergždžiausias pasaulyje dalykas - bandyti tiksliai apib?dinti žmog?. Kiekvienas individas yra priešingybi? kamuolys, o juo žmogus gabesnis, juo daugiau jame prieštaravim?.

Wrong as a squirrel with feathers, or a wolf with wooden teeth; not injustice, not unfairness—just a wrongness that, under the sky, could not exist.

Wrong. Wrong as a squirrel with feathers, or a wolf with wooden teeth; not injustice, not unfairness—just a wrongness that, under the sky, could not exist... the idea that such as he could belong to anything.

It is only our conception of time that makes us call the Last Judgement by this name. It is, in fact, a kind of martial law.

It's just something that's sort of funny, sort of not.

Juxtaposition is interesting to me.

Only by learning to live in harmony with your contradictions can you keep it all afloat.

Don't you know there ain't no devil, it's just god when he's drunk.

The whole celebrity culture thing - I'm fascinated by, and repelled by, and yet I end up knowing about it.

She was the oddest combination of contradictions he'd ever met -innocence and sensuality, candour and diplomacy, anxiety and utter fearlessness. He hadn't even begun to figure out how her mind worked. But she was damn well going to live long enough for him to try.

No Utopia is Utopia for everyone

Good and evil are merely opposite sides of a coin. Get tossed in the air enough, it's easy to come down on the wrong side.

Being touched by Jericho Barrons with kindness makes you feel like you the biggest, most savage lion in the jungle, lying down, placing your head it its mouth and, rather than taking your life, it licks you and purrs.

If I entered a tropical beach, would I end up in Nazi Germany with my highly inconvenient black hair?

Irony, perfect definition: that for which I want to possess it, I would no longer want once I possessed it.

How dare the embodiment of her worst nightmare come packaged as her hottest fantasy?

But being small was so much more complicated than being God.

How could a peacock lust for a lion?

The man was a walking dichotomy. Those powerful neck-snapping, knife-throwing hands that did murder without pause were equally capable of tenderness and delicacy.

These are my rapists, the ones that turned me inside out, ripped my mind from my body and shredded it. They are also, unfortunately, hot as hell.

You look like a pretty, soft, breakable Barbie. You fuck like a monster.

You can kill but don't cuss. Break any rule necessary to save the world but don't watch porn or even think about having sex. How do they come up with this stuff-hold parental powwows for brainstorming diametrically opposed ethics?