Quotes About Paradox

Are we, then, insane because we have not gone mad?

The paradox of change is that the only way to alter the way we think is by doing the very things our habitual thinking keeps us from doing." p. 5

The paradox of change is that the only way to alter the way we think is by doing the very things our habitual thinking keeps us from doing.

It was a kind of Cadmean victory.

Before the war an apple tree had stood behind the church. It was an apple tree that ate its own apples.

Nobody talks so constantly about God as those who insist that there is no God.

It is almost a joke, but a joke that nobody tells.

Not a word, not a word of love, Prehaps, she thought, he does not love in the ordinary way. God loves us, after all, He manifests it in cancer, cholera, Siamese twins. Not all forms of love are comprehensible, and some forms of love destroy what they touch.

The day is a fiesta of pain.

Somewhere—or Nowhere, perhaps—there is a society ruled by philosophers. They have clean hands and pure hearts. But even in the metropolis of light there are middens and manure-heaps, swarming with flies. Even in the republic of virtue you need a man who will shovel up the shit, and somewhere it is written that Cromwell is his name.

Sometimes peace looks like war, you cannot tell them apart. . .

Main gangu teli ko doon raj,Gadhon ke sar pe rakh doon taj (I'll make the laziest person as the king, I'll place the crown on the heads of donkeys)

California can and does furnish the best bad things that are obtainable in America.

En los últimos 100 años la medicina ha hecho grandes avances. Irónicamente el número de personas que enferman sigue en aumento. Si la medicina ha progresado de verdad, ¿por qué no hay menos enfermos?

It's a cruel and random world, but the chaos is all so beautiful.

We want everything, we want to be everything. We want to experience all the joys of good fortune and the full depths of suffering. We want the excitement of action and the calm of observation. We want the silence of the desert as well as the noise of the forum. Simultaneously we want to be the hermit´s thought and the voice of the people; we want to be both melody and harmony. Simultaneously! How could this be possible?

Life is like licking Honey from a Thorn

With him, I am forever a night-blooming flower, attracted and repelled by the heat of the sun.

El te odia. Incluso si te desea, te odia. Tal vez te odia más por eso.

It seems I have a singular taste for woman who threaten me.

Si tú eres la enfermedad, supongo que no puedes ser también la cura.

If you are the sickness, I suppose you can't also be the cure

Si eres la enfermedad, supongo que tampoco puedes ser la cura

I didn't understand the horror of being so powerful and so utterly powerless all at the same time.