Quotes About Ambivalence

Where he saw a page of words, his friend saw the field of hesitations, black holes, and possibilities between the words. Where his friend saw dappled light, the felicity of flight, the sadness of gravity, he saw the solid form of a common sparrow.

Nu È™tiam, trebuie s? recunosc. ?tiam bine doar ce s-ar pr?buÈ™i; habar n-aveam însp de ce se va în?lÈ›a pe ruine.

But sometimes you know one thing and feel another.

Shelby trailed off when she spotted the goldfish swimming in circles inside the Waterford. Well, he's come up in the world, she said with a jerky laugh. I don't think he appreciates it.

Clinton instinctually reflected the ambivalence of the era in an optimistic way. Relative to the rest of the twentieth century, the nineties were a good time to be president, and he was a good president for good times.

History is defined by people who don't really understand what they are defining

even the groups who took advantage of the gold rush were dubious about what was happening.

Why do I do anything?' she says. 'I'm educated enough to talk myself out of any plan. To deconstruct any fantasy. Explain away any goal. I'm so smart I can negate any dream.

It wasn't horrible, but it wasn't love.

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves

she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing so she won't commit to anything.

ÄŒemu nerozumíme, to si m?žeme vyložit jakkoli.

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

Cassie could be affectionate and scornful at the same time, and I always felt that if I wasn't careful, the scorn might win out.

A suicide attempt can be very much like falling in love. You're not really sure, as you proceed, what is real and what you're making up as you go. You're genuinely uncertain how the whole thing's going to turn out. You want it, but you don't. It seems both inevitable and impossible.

Who hasn't asked himself, am I a monster or is this what it means to be human?

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

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

And I suddenly think, as I look across the table at him, that these are the days as they will be. This is the future as we see it. The swerve and the static. The confidence and the doubt.

He looks like the sort of man who can't afford to leave, and doesn't want to stay, and so he is doing both at once.

With the end of uncertainty there came the uncertainty of the end

But our hatred is almost indistinguishable from our love.

To be loved by Susan would be to be impaled by a bird's sharp beak, to be nailed to a barnyard door. Yet there are moments when I could wish to be speared by a beak, to be nailed to a barnyard door, positively, once and for all.

How he wrote and it seemed good; read and it seemed vile; corrected and tore up; cut out; put in' was in ecstasy' in despair; had his good nights and bad mornings... and could not decide whether he was the divinest genius or the greatest fool in the world.