Quotes About Paradox

De ti se saca un pescador lo mismo que del culo de una cabra una trompeta.

Che importa se viviamo più di loro? Al nostro inverno non seguirà una primavera, non rinasceremo. Ma sia tu sia io siamo attratti da questi fuochi, sebbene la nostra presenza a questa festa sia una beffa malevola ed empia.

Freedom has become a commodity whose availability, paradoxically, keeps society in check. The threat of its loss seems to enable us to tolerate its imposition.

T?skni si? do rzeczy g?upich. Nawet wtedy gdy jest si? m?drym, wtedy chyba najbardziej…

It's paradoxical that the idea of living a long life appeals to everyone, but the idea of getting old doesn't appeal to anyone.

The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet.

I like to be the right thing in the wrong place and the wrong thing in the right place. Being the right thing in the wrong place and the wrong thing in the right place is worth it because something interesting always happens.

Even misfortune has its advantages say the wise. Of course the wise say stupid things, because even wisdom has its foolishness, say I.

Spiritual tradition is comfortable with paradox, whereas many political movements are not. But all truth is paradox. What it is to live in a space of transformative change is to engender greater and greater comfort with paradox. So that paradox becomes something that we not only acknowledge but also live more truthfully. We discover that Truth is relationship. And relationship is.

I am happy only in that I am a monster.

The piety, the gentleness, the honesty, the sensitivity, all the qualities she has learned to admire in herself, are invitations to violence; all her life, she has been groomed for the slaughterhouse. And though she is virtuous, she does not know how to do good.

She looks wonderful, but she doesn't look right.

She is obscene to the extent to which she is beautiful. Her beauty, her submissiveness and the false expectations that these qualities will do her some good are what make her obscene.

It made no sense—how can fire burn underwater?

There's a paradox in every paradigm.

Let me love you, but don't love me back. Do love me and let me hate you for a while. Let me feel like I have some control, because I know I never do.

was as if Pee-wee Herman had opened his mouth to speak and James Earl Jones's voice had come out.

Did St. Francis preach to the birds? Whatever for? If he really liked birds he would have done better to preach to the cats.

Whatever anyone says, I think the opposite will happen.

Whenever a situation develops to its extreme, it is bound to turn around and become its opposite.

Whether you come from heaven or hell, what does it matter, O Beauty!

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.

Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.

Everything is dead while it lives.