Quotes About Contradiction

Even if one were tempted to literary interpretations such as: life/death, right/wrong, male/female --such notions would have resolved, dissolved, straight off in that watery, dazzling dialectic.

It was the simplest thing to do, loving someone, only it was the hardest thing, too, because it hurt.

I'm still happy," said Marianne. "One can be happy and miserable both at once, you know.

No woman is all sweetness." —Mme. Récamier

Ich weiß es nicht genau. Umwerfend - aber auch etwas unwirklich. Als wäre ich gleichzeitig zwei Personen: Eine, der es passiert, und eine, der es unmöglich passieren kann.

Aching for one thing and enjoying something else aren't mutually exclusive.

I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful.

Não gostava de estar sozinha. Mas gostava ainda menos de estar com gente.

What she could not possibly have known was that even as I stood before all those people and read and answered questions, I still felt oddly—but very truly—invisible.

invisible and yet having a spotlight on

If the nation's economists were laid end to end, they would point in all directions.

Dialectic teaches us that contradiction is the essence of the false, just as consistency with first principles is the essence of the true.

Marx's well-worn dictum that the capitalist will sell you the rope you use to hang him with.

The credit for defining the artist as a person who can hold two inconsistent ideas at once goes to F. Scott Fitzgerald. The credit for realizing that that is precisely what all modern men can do—indeed, must be able to do— belongs to Sir Walter Scott.

Look, we're all the same; a man is a fourteen-room house --in the bedroom he's asleep with his intelligent wife, in the living-room he's rolling around with some bareass girl, in the library he's paying his taxes, in the yard he's raising tomatoes, and in the cellar he's making a bomb to blow it all up.

One evening, I sat Beauty in my lap.—And I found her bitter.—And I cursed her.

Unter Antinomien nicht zusammenbrechen, das ist unsere Lebensaufgabe.

Society, my dear, is like salt water, good to swim in but hard to swallow.

But under the righteous government of God no one is wretched who does not deserve to be so. The objects of mercy, then, are those who are miserable, and all misery is the result of sin, hence the miserable are deserving of punishment not mercy. To speak of deserving mercy is a contradiction of terms.

También ésta es la historia de mi vida, pensó, o parte de ella: buscar un taxi de madrugada, oliendo a mujer o a noche perdida, sin que una cosa contradiga la otra.

Juro a vuestras mercedes que no lograba odiarla. Por el contrario, la certeza de que tenía parte en mi desgracia dejábame un regusto agridulce, que intensificaba el hechizo de su recuerdo. Era malvada –y aún lo fue más con el tiempo, voto a Cristo– pero era bellísima. Y justo esa connivencia de maldad y de belleza, tan ligadas una a otra, me causaba una fascinación intensa, un doloroso placer al sufrir trabajos y penar por su causa.

establecimientos públicos de moral relajada o equívoca, que en aquella España paradójica, singular e irrepetible, se veían tan frecuentados como las iglesias, y a menudo por la misma gente.

She loves you, loathes you, treats you well, then ill. Like a leech or a surgeon's knife, she's double-edged: sometimes she'll cure, but sometimes she will kill.

Love. It is a word that means nothing and everything at the same time.