Quotes About Paradox

I like the idea of paradox, between the authentic fabrics and sophisticated shapes and between masculine and feminine. I'm not so much for sportswear. I think it's over.

All of these mechanisms we have for celebrating are so double-edged. So much sorrow comes out of joy.

The Nobel Peace Prize has always been a joke - albeit a grim one. Alfred Bernhard Nobel famously invented dynamite and felt sorry about it.

Cruelty would be delicious if one could only find some sort of cruelty that didn't really hurt.

Yet it looks as if the thing we use to solve our problems with is the source of our problems. It's like going to the doctor and having him make you ill. In fact, in 20% of medical cases we do apparently have that going on. But in the case of thought, its far over 20%.

Southern California, where the American Dream came too true.

That's been a huge recurring thing in growing up - allowing two things to exist in the same space even though, instinctively, they might not be designated to.

The goatherds were the poorest people of Spain. Probably, they were the richest.

...it is love, imperfect and unordered, that keeps them apart, even as it holds them somehow together...

Must it so be that whatever makes man happy must later become the source of his misery?

...the real absurdity is that to love is to suffer, but the reverse isn't always true...

Like light and shadow, love and hate were inseparable. One could not exist without the other.

How do you know when it's over?" "Maybe when you reach a paradoxical state-hating to love someone

It's ironic how those with the most loving arms are the ones who get the most hate.

Love is as irrational as hate and just as unpredictable.

You're everything I hate about the rock world and yet everything I love...

What mysteries we are, human, vampire, monster, mortal, that we can love and hate simultaneously, and that emotions of all sorts might not parade for what they are not.

In between trash and treasure.

Life and love are never what you think they are.

You are the calmest, fiercest person I know, and that is enough to draw me into your world and woo me into your heart. I've always enjoyed a good paradox and puzzle. You are no exception.

..Breaking yet budding, dying yet living - standingamongst ruins and rage, reaching for possibilitiesplaying hard to get.

I have always been loved and hated for the same reason and by the same people.

How can you love art, beauty, poetry, and hate life? That's like saying you love the ocean but hate water.

Some of the most beautiful things worth having in your life come wrapped in a crown of thorns.