Quotes About Comparison

Lovely as a spring day but not the sort to make one envious, any more than one would envy the sun its ability to shine.

And...well he recalled hearing that Sir Galahad had been speechless when he'd first clapped eyes on the grail. It was a bit like that. Words seemed both pointless and impossible. But Galahad had allegedly been pure of heart, and that's where the comparison ended. Hugh's thoughts were anything but.

For a moment in time she'd expected his narrative to end the way Cinderella's story had, and not the way a Greek myth would.

They had a confidence that we lacked. And much better hair. So many colors. And we regretted that we could not be more like them.

It's been years, and yet she still talks about my first New York studio like it was the hole in a Khmer Rouge prison.

You speak like a jealous lover. -Fola to Broichan

Again, and yet again, I looked back at the actor's hands, comparing them with my own; and there was no difference between them. Yet strangely the hands of the man on the stage were indescribably beautiful, while those on my knees were but ordinary hands.

Era mortificante pensar que otro hombre había descubierto ese exótico aspecto de su belleza que a mí se me había pasado por alto. Supongo que los maridos no son tan observadores, porque miran a sus esposas de una manera invariable.

Compared to the you in my heart, the I in you is insignificant.

It would seem that marsupials are poor imitations of full-fledged mammals. Their inadequacy gives them a certain appeal; we're touched by it.

gelozia patetic? a oamenilor ÅŸi ner?bdarea lor în faÅ£a fericirii altora.

people's pathetic jealousy and impatience with others' happiness.

AÅŸa cum nisipul rodea lemnul pereÅ£ilor ÅŸi grinzile, la fel gelozia îi rodea sufletul, f?candu-l s? semene cu o oal? goal? pus? pe sob?.

It was jealousy. Jealousy based on imagination...

Life wouldn't be easier or not easier. Aren't both generalizations logically impossible? Since there's no correlation, there can be no comparison.

It would seem that man befouls his daily life with his own excretions far more than a dog does.

The sages compared a spider's web to man's lust for land, gold and women. The spider spins its web and waits. A fly comes from somewhere and gets caught in it. The spider pulls the fly in slowly and devours it. The three kinds of lust were like that.

How can I—how can an insignificant little dewdrop on the grass ever aspire to the sun? How would it ever come to pass?" "Indeed; there's no comparing them, after all. But the dewdrop does capture the vast, seething ball of fire within itself, doesn't it?

My dress is of plain forest green wool, but the other girls are wearing beautiful tunics the color of gems- ruby dresses with sapphire mantles and dappled with jewels that dance before me like little insects on fire. My hair is dark as a crow, but theirs is red and gold and even longer than mine. A ray of sun slashes through the turbulent Irish sky, and I see that my friends' perfect skin shimmers in the sun, making them almost translucent.

Those on the decline always criticize those on the rise.

It seems to me that every time we humans announce that here is the thing that makes us unique--our featherless bipedality, our tool-using, our language--some other species comes along to snatch it away. If modesty were a human trait, we'd have learned to be more cautious over the years.

IN MOST FAMILIES, there is a favorite child. Parents deny it and maybe they truly don't see it, but it's obvious to the children. Unfairness bothers children greatly. It's hard to always come in second.

There's no scandal involved," she said airily. "I have no connection with you whatsoever. I have nothing to do with you. You are a thimble filled with water next to my ocean. You are a grain of sand to my beach. You are a tiny star in the sky. You're nothing to me.

They just seemed to define themselves by not being the other faction.