Quotes About Contradiction

He has made enormous progress – backward.

She was a contradiction like that, you know. The things she wrote down were warmer than her, in person. That sounds like she's dead, he thought. Well, in a way, she is, you know, in a way she is dead. — 'How To Get Away With Suicide

And oil's not supposed to mix with water. But then someone invented mayonnaise, and wham - instant mixing.

La dualidad esta dentro de nosotros todos estamos compuestos de absolutamente si y absolutamente no, de norte y sur, oscuridad y luz, todos somos héroes y todo lo contrario, podemos volar y caer.

Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade

I'm an atheist, but i still pray when i get on a plane. I believe in love at first sight, but I'm myopic. I practice safe sex, but i'm sexually insecure. I'm bisexual, but sexless.

A veces te aborrezco tanto, casi tanto como te quiero.

I was then at the height of my two-facedness: that is, outside I seemed one way, inside I was another; outside false, inside true. And so I made pleasant little noises that showed both modesty and appreciation, but inside I was making a vow to erase from my mind, line by line, every word of that poem.

I'm a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which.

John is a bad boy, but a good man.

Once a structurally complete and closed system of opinions consisting of many details and relations has been formed, it offers enduring resistance to anything that contradicts it.

La ciencia no me interesa. Me parece presuntuosa, analítica y superficial. Ignora el sueño, el azar, la risa, el sentimiento y la contradicción, cosas todas que me son preciosas.

I am the only one who hasn't changed. I remain Catholic and atheist, thank God.

Imposible beber sin fumar

Thank God I'm an atheist!

I'm still an atheist, thank God.

It's cool to play a sinister bad guy who also has a human side.

But we must come to realise that every word is perfect, including those we scratch out. As my pen moves across this page the whole world writes. All of human history combines at this mere moment now to produce in the flow of this hand a single dot: Who are you and I, dear friends, to contradict the whole past of the universe? Let us then in our wisdom say yes to the flow of the pen.

Rooted ways embolden us to remember that with our complex minds we can feel—and live—more than one thing simultaneously. Anxiety, difficulty, fear, despair. Yes. Beauty, connectedness, possibility, love. Yes.

105 years old: she wouldn't be alive today even if she hadn't died.

A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes, and hearts, and ears; bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, killed by dissembling, buried by ingratitude; and this is love.

How is it that you wrenched apart that which is inseparable? Why did you create the Either/Or? Flesh or spirit, body or soul, thinking or feeling.

Humor is such a wonderful thing, helping you realize what a fool you are but how beautiful that is at the same time.

I am a connoisseur of fine irony. 'Tis a bit like fine wine, but it has a better bite.