Quotes About Paradox

Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.

The truth is, wherever you choose to be, it's the wrong place.

His computer password is password.

All these thousands of miles later, all these different people I've been, and it's still the same story. Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying? How is it you can keep mutating and still be the same deadly virus?

More than one side? You're Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Jackass!

We have pain and hate and love and joy and war in the world because we want them.

Condoms ribbed for extrasensitivity. The last thing I need is extrasensitivity. Here are condoms lined with a topical anesthetic for prolonged action. What a paradox. You don't feel a thing, but you can fuck for hours. This seems to really miss the point. I want my whole life lined with a topical anesthetic.

this is the upside of already being eternally damned

Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying? How is it you can keep mutating and still be the same deadly virus?

That old saying, how you always kill the one you love, well, look, it works both ways.

Here are condoms lined with a topical anesthetic for prolonged action. What a paradox. You don't feel a thing, but you can fuck for hours.

Right now, me getting killed would be redundant. ... You could stab a knife right through my heart and you'd be too late. ... Right now, getting killed would be a breath of spring.

How physical beauty turns out to be chemistry and geometry and anatomy. Art is really science. Discovering why people like something is so you can replicate it. Copy it. It's a paradox, creating a real smile. Rehearsing again and again a spontaneous moment of horror. All the sweat and boring effort that goes into creating what looks easy and instant.

Think of spoiled cat food and ulcerated cankers and expired donor organs. That's how beautiful she looks.

How can I not laugh? I'm already dead.

That old saying, about how you always kill the thing you love, well, it works both ways. And it does work both ways.

Every stupid thing in the world, decaffeinated coffee, alcohol free beer, makes perfect sense, not because you're any smarter, but because the smart part of your brain's on vacation.

The paradox: Is God a racist, homophobic, anti- Semitic ass? Or is God testing to see if I am?

Right now, me get­ting killed would be redun­dant.

Fare schifo è il nuovo essere splendidi

The way she looks right now, you have to think about multiple car pile-ups. Imagine two bloodmobiles coliding head on. The way she looks, you'd have to think of mass graves to even log thirty seconds in the saddle. Think of spoiled cat food and ulcerated cankers and expired donor organs. That's how beautiful she looks.

Il mondo" dice Brandy "è la tua culla e la tua trappola.

It's fucking weird, hearing somebody's died tomorrow. Like you could still call that commuter man, right now, in Moscow, and say: "Stay home!

The paradox: is God a racist, sexist, homophobic, anti-Semetic? Or is God testing to see if I am?