Quotes About Paradox

We live amidst absurdity, so close to it that it escapes our notice.

En el cielo de las armonías todas las fijezas eran movimientos y todas las felicidades nacían de la perdición. Sólo el que se perdía se encontraba.

It never looked as terrible as it was and it made her wonder if hell was a pretty place too. Fire and brimstone all right, but hidden in lacy groves.

Nothing could be taken for granted. Women who loved you tried to cut your throat, while women who didn't even know your name scrubbed your back. Witches could sound like Katharine Hepburn and your best friend could try to strangle you. Smack in the middle of an orchid there might be a blob of jello and inside a Mickey Mouse doll, a fixed and radiant star.

Nothing could be counted on in a world where even when you were a solution you were a problem.

Sometimes. Sometimes it's a ambulance. Today it's a hearse.

When I get hopeless about human life, which, to be frank, is far too difficult for me, I try to remember that in the desert there is a little butterfly that lives by drinking urine.

The predictable effect of such a system was to encourage not just stagnation and inefficiency but a permanent cycle of corruption. It is one of the paradoxes of the Socialist project that the absence of property tends to generate more corruption, not less.

Here we are in the splendor of the paradox of light and darkness. The paradox weaves out a magnificent tapestry in which numberless lights and darknesses intersect each other and interpenetrate in such a way that the whole universe is presented as a multidimensional and intricately shaded Temple of Light.

What's funny about opposites be that wet and dry both has water, boy and girl be about people, Heaven and Hell be the places you go when you die. They all has something in common. So they an't completely different from each other the way people think. Having the one don't mean t'other be gone.

with all the sweetness of a chocolate-coated razor-blade.

If you eliminate all the logical solutions to a problem, then the illogical solution—even though it's impossible—has to be the right one.

Who was it who said that every virtue contains its corresponding vice? C.S. Lewis? Virginia Woolf? You forget. But it has always worried you that what the virtue of wit contained was the vice of scorn.

People who read D.H. Lawrence suspect that the forbidden is not necessarily without its virtue, and so are easily persuaded that the forbidden and the virtuous are one and the same.

Aristotle observed more than 2,400 years ago, "There was never a genius without a tincture of madness.

Here is the central paradox: the pastor is a public figure who must make himself nothing, who must speak not to attract attention to himself but rather to point away from himself—unlike most contemporary celebrities. The pastor must make truth claims to win people not to his own way of thinking but to God's way. The pastor must succeed, not by increasing his own social status but, if need be, by decreasing it.

Yet the paradox of science is that every answer breeds at least two new questions. More tools, more answers, ever more questions.

Fascism, as Ortega y Gasset says, is always 'A and not A'.

There has always been something slightly bipolar about California. It was either utopia or dystopia, a dream or a nightmare, a hope or a broken promise— and too infrequently anything in between.

From the beginning, American California was caught in a paradox of reverent awe and exploitative use.

Only the incomprehensibilities of a Triune God could explain the impossibilities of human philosophy.

what you must understand is that the herald & the horror are the same.

The highest virtue here may be least in another world.

Beware of logic.