Quotes About Inconsistency

The challenge with Donald Trump is that he'll deny things he said the day before or even in the same interview. And then sometimes when you try and talk about a fact that he misstated or something that he said out loud that he now disagrees with himself on, it's very frustrating.

I don't have anything personal against Valentina, but I think she changed a lot, her personality. In one interview, she says something and the other one she goes completely the other way.

A Belgian motorist was complaining that his turn signal had been defective and was going :"once it worked!, once it didn't work!, once it worked!, once it didn't work!, once it...."

Yo era tan pronto muy nervioso, o muy aplastado; muy excitado, o inerte, somnoliento. Yo también cargaba mis baterías y las descargaba de golpe; pero muy a menudo a propósito de una insignificancia y con gran extrañeza de todos. Y de pronto aparecía distendido, distraído, abandonado a la luna cuando el tema era de verdadero interés. Tan pronto angustiosamente tímido como sorpresivamente violento, o audazmente atrevido. Pero constantemente torpe.

I'm almost never serious, and I'm always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold-hearted. I'm like a collection of paradoxes.

Th' dimmycratic party ain't on speakin' terms with itsilf.

We need not be surprised at this. On a wrong road, inconsistency is inevitable; if it were not so, mankind would be sacrificed. A false principle never has been, and never will be, carried out to the end.

On a wrong road, inconsistency is inevitable; if it were not so, mankind would be sacrificed. A false principle never has been, and never will be, carried out to the end.

Believe it, dude. But even if Ari and I are mistaken we are neither confused nor confusing. There is nothing inconsistent or incoherent about my definitions, nor do they contradict ordinary usage. A libertarian or anybody else who can't understand what I'm saying is either playing dumb or he really is. People who are maybe not even half-educated understand what I say about work.

Golf's a hard game to figure. One day you'll go out and slice it, shank it, hit all the traps, and miss every green. The next day you go out and, for no reason at all, you really stink

You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that's why I'm scared when you say you love me.

You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love the sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your window. So that's why I'm scared when you say you love me.

The whole male solidarity and protective pedestal of privileges, their weaknesses, inviolable and fenced in by slogans, their inconsistency and charming disregard for the feelings of others proclaimed with no trace of nuance as they beat a big drum from morning to evening from the safety of their boys' network of connections.

I have never understood, for example, how come a child can climb up on the roof, scale the TV antenna, and rescue the cat ... yet cannot walk down the hallway without grabbing both walls with his grubby hands for balance.

Wilde loved those he cared about fiercely and protectively—and yet he couldn't live with them or be with them on a steady basis. It is a paradox, a contradiction, and yet that is what most of us are, when we think about it. We want to make people consistent and predictable and simple, but they never are.

But that reality was like nothing I'd ever seen before: a reality that didn't seem to fit.

Sometimes, in this multifaceted world of ours, inconsistency can be more eloquent than consistency.

The bottle and the cap don't fit: is the problem with the bottle or the cap?

What about you, this week? First you completely ignore me like some Hitler Youth ice-maiden, then you turn into an irresistible sex kitten, looking at me over the computer with not so much 'come-to-bed' as just 'come' eyes, and now suddenly you're Jeremy Paxman." We

Shakespeare often writes so ill that you hesitate to believe he could ever write supremely well; or, if this way of putting it seem indecorous and abominable, he very often writes so well that you are loth to believe he could ever have written thus extremely ill.

Wrong fails because it is wrong. The wrongs, the untruths, are inconsistent with each other. They clash against each other and confute each other. They neutralize each other and are lost.

Ya know what's fun? When Democrats start calling each other sexist.

To be honest, as an actor, job security is not a trait.

Well, she can't have it both ways, can she? Just like a woman to want it, though.