Quotes About Contradiction

He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.

Me, I'm known for bruises and levelheadedness, for height and muscle and blasphemy, and the occasional sentimentality.

Snowflakes of ash fell so lovelily you were tempted to stretch out your tongue to catch them, taste them. Only, they would have scorched your lips. They would have cooked your mouth.

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

Mi única preocupación es que cada vez que he deseado que algo suceda de una manera, ocurre del modo contrario, como si todo estuviera perfectamente diseñado para enfrentarme a lo desconocido.

I see their ugly and their beauty, and wonder how the same thing can be both.

Anhelaba volver a la inconsciencia de entonces, a sentir tanto amor sin saberlo y a confundirlo con las risas y el pan untado con poco más que el aroma de la mermelada. Fue la mejor época de su vida. Aunque quedaría sembrada de bombas

In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer—proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.

Några år senare skulle han bli en som gav bort bröd, inte stal det - ytterligare bevis på hur motsägelsefull människan är. En nypa godhet. En nypa ondska. Tillsätt vatten och rör om.

I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words so damning and brilliant.

I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.

I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant. None of those things, however, came out of my mouth. All I was able to do was turn to Liesel Meminger and tell her the only truth I truly know. I said it to the book thief and I say it now to you. A LAST NOTE FROM YOUR NARRATOR I am haunted by humans.

how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

Devi capire una cosa, Ed.» «Cosa?» E poi, cauta, lo dice: «Che tu ci creda o no… bisogna provare un amore profondo per odiarti come ti odio io». Tento di comprendere.

Believe it or not - it takes a lot of love to hate you.

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.

I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both

I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race—that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.

It take a lot of love to hate like this

I'm always finding humans at their best and worse. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both

again of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much evil. Just add water.

It's funny how there are things in this world that do nothing but annoy you, but you know you'd miss them when they're gone.

I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words so damning and brilliant.