I have found the paradox that if you love until it hurts there can be no more hurt only more love.
It seems a fantastic paradox but it is nevertheless a most important truth that no architecture can be truly noble which is not imperfect.
The most tragic paradox of our time is to be found in the failure of nation-states to recognize the imperatives of internationalism.
In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.
The folly of mistaking a paradox for a discovery a metaphor for a proof a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths and oneself for an oracle is inborn in us.