Quotes About Contradiction

Two souls alas! are dwelling in my breast

Ein Teil von jener Kraft, die stets das Böse will und stets das Gute schafft. -Goethe-

I am the spirit of perpetual negation. (Mephistopheles)

For someone who'e smarter than a supercomputer, sometimes you're a real idiot.

For someone who's smarter than a supercomputer, sometimes you're a real idiot.

Happiness often makes us rather cruel.

A three-inch rain in Phoenix means three inches between drops.

Bees that have honey in their mouths have stings in their tails.

ABSURDITY, n. A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion.

If you ate pasta and antipasto, would you still be hungry?

If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen.

"We want in so many different ways to be," he began again. "This magnificent butterfly finds a little heap of dirt and sits still on it; but man he will never on his heap of mud keep still. He want to be so, and again he want to be so…" He moved his hand up, then down… "He wants to be a saint, and he wants to be a devil..."

There can be no question of holding forth on ethics. I have seen people behave badly with great morality and I note every day that integrity has no need of rules.

I thought "clean eating" was devouring cupcakes while mopping the floor.

I hated him with a passion so deep, sometimes it felt like love.

Man is harder than iron, stronger than stone, and more fragile than a rose.

A flower's appeal is in its contradictions — so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect.

Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.

Under all his cowardice there was a courage of cowardice [...] that would impel him to do the very thing his whole nature protested against doing and was afraid of doing.

Söylemek istediÄŸim ÅŸey ÅŸu: Beni seviyorsan, beni reddedecek kadar az sevdiÄŸin güne göre, nas?l oluyor da ÅŸu anda beni daha çok seviyorsun?

But the man dreaming greatly and pressed by sordid necessity, he is the man who must confront the absolute contradiction. He is the man who cannot pour his artist-soul into his work and exchange that work for bread and meat. The world is strangely and coldly averse to his exchanging the joy of his heart for the solace of his stomach. And to him is it given to discover that what the world prizes most it demands least, and that what it clamors the loudest after it does not prize at all.

I hate you with the hate that I give to all the world; I love you with a feeling nothing else arouses.

It occurs to me that the man and his religion are one and the same thing. The unknown exists. Each man projects on the blankness the shape of his own particular world-view. He endows his creation with his personal volitions and attitudes. The religious man stating his case is in essence explaining himself. When a fanatic is contradicted he feels a threat to his own existence; he reacts violently.

My lord. It is too much, and not enough