Quotes About Paradox

Credo quia absurdum – I believe because it is absurd.

It is a puzzling thing. The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away. Puzzling.

Beauty and the devil are the same thing.

I know," she said. "And isn't that strange? We've come to a place where the sun never sets, but it offers so little in the way of warmth." Michael

But there is one thing that is privileged to be a paradoxical sign of God, in relation to which men are able to manifest their deepest commitment — our Neighbor. The sacrament of our Neighbor!

The Italian landscape has always harmonized the vulgar and the Vitruvian: the contorni around the duomo, the portiere'S laundry across the padrone's portone, Supercortemaggiore against the Romanesque apse. Naked children have never played in our fountains, and I. M. Pei will never be happy on Route 66.

Viva ambiguity acknowledged unambiguously!

This is what I think, but I don't say the words because the counterpoint of yes and no, love and hate, fear and longing, the need to tear down and the need to build up are synonymous and one.

Mir fehlt etwas, wenn ich keine Musik höre, und wenn ich Musik höre, fehlt mir erst recht etwas. Dies ist das Beste, was ich über Musik zu sagen weiß.

God is the opposite of Rodin.

To his foreign guests, Vasi??ha said: "You have entered a place where amazement is vain. Everything is normal here. There are fathers who are sons of their sons or sons who are fathers of their fathers and their sisters, who are their lovers and wives too. Here the latter-day priest is also among the first of the gods. Here the monster is an ascetic and the ascetics fight the monsters.

banking is like religion: you have to accept certain rather dicey things simply on faith, and then everything else follows in marvellous logic.

The paradox of money is that when you have lots of it you can manage life quite cheaply. Nothing so economical as being rich.

The face of your greatest enemy might be the face of my finest friend. An

Ironic. The less you cared about receiving the stuff most of us care about at work, the more you received it

Sort of pregnant. Sort of dead. Sort of Jewish. These are impossibles.

To modern man,' Hayek argues, 'the belief that all law governing human action is the product of legislation appears so obvious that the contention that law is older than law-making has almost the character of a paradox. Yet there can be no doubt that law existed for ages before it occurred to man that he could make or alter it.

You are of that tribe with your feet in hell and your head in heaven.

I believe everything I say, though I know I'm a liar.

What an unreliable thing is time—when I want it to fly, the hours stick to me like glue. And what a changeable thing, too. Time is the twine to tie our lives into parcels of years and months. Or a rubber band stretched to suit our fancy. Time can be the pretty ribbon in a little girl's hair. Or the lines in your face, stealing your youthful colour and your hair." He sighed and smiled sadly. "But in the end, time is a noose around the neck, strangling slowly.

What I claim is to live to the full the contradiction of my time, which may well make sarcasm the condition of truth.

To instil into the Established Order the complacent portrayal of its drawbacks has nowadays become a paradoxical but incontrovertible means of exalting it.

My claim is to live to the full contradiction of my time

The pleasure of the sentence is to a high degree cultural. The artifact created by rhetors, grammarians, linguists, teachers, writers, parents -- this artifact is mimicked in a more or less ludic manner; we are playing with an exceptional object, whose paradox has been articulated by linguistics: immutably structured and yet infinitely renewable: something like chess.