Quotes About Paradox

Sabe aquele ditado que diz que a gente destrói quem mais ama? Bom,o inverso também é verdadeiro.

Every woman is just a different kind of problem.

the first step to eternal live is you have to die.

If you lived long enough, couldn't you watch yourself be born? Couldn't you raise yourself? Be your own old man?.

The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person." (Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters) He heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3)

Fine. Whatever. She's so unpleasant. Beautiful, sure, but it's like putting a dress on a badger. Pretty dress. Nice face. Still a badger.

There is nothing so absurd that it has not been said by some philosopher.

With someone you've always known and have loved without thinking, there's the strangeness of knowing everything and nothing about them at the same time.

But just as the world is opening up, it's closing too, and things reveal their previously unimagined shapes.

Kei means fire…but my body is always cold.

You'd have to say his bad point was not having any bad points. Don't tell him I said so.

Things were somehow so good that they were in danger of becoming very bad because what is fully mature is very close to rotting

I was born alive. Isn't that punishment enough?

Pleasure was pain there, and vice versa. And he knew it well enough to call it home.

Allí el placer era dolor, y viceversa. Y él lo conocía tan bien que era como sentirse en casa.

Existence is just a Mobius strip with Love scrawled on one side and Death upon the other.

Certaines étoiles mettent plus de temps que d'autre à apparaître. Le paradoxe est le suivant : plus il fait nuit, plus ces secrets deviennent visibles. Pour finir, ils se déploient dans toute leur splendeur ; et ce sont ces choses même que nous dissimulons, ces choses dont nous avons le plus honte, dont nous nous servons pour nous guider.

Life is monstrous, but life is beautiful

He was the type of man women said they hated, they absolutely hated, they absolutely and categorically hated, and then they went to bed with him. I was the type of man women said they hated, and then they went home.

But it was a shouldn't with a hint of should.

He thought this city was a good place for him because nobody knew him — And he liked the contradiction that the one place that did know him was the one place he didn't want to be.

According to the world, we were the definition of paradox: black boys with beach houses. A paradox to the outside, but it never occurred to us that there was anything strange about it. It was simply who we were.

A force from above held him down, and a counterforce from below bore him aloft. He hovered on unexceptionality.

Even angels are animals.