Quotes About Deep

school, they tell us the Capitol was built in a place once called the Rockies. District 12 was in a region known as Appalachia. Even hundreds of years ago, they mined coal here. Which is why our miners have to dig so deep.

Michael Collins, who laid the groundwork for this series with his deep commitment to educating his children on war and peace,

In order to inspire people, that's going to have to come from somewhere deep inside of you.

Our culture has become increasingly intolerant of that acute sorrow, that intense mental anguish and deep remorse which may be defined as grief. We want to medicate such sorrow away.

There's a rebel lying deep in my soul.

What a miracle life is and how alike are all souls when they send their roots down deep and meet and are one!

I often play on the cello-bass side of the orchestra, because I prefer the deep sounds. I can't hear the violins well.

Look deep into my soul than what stretches the fabric of my clohes

Now of course in hindsight, such a wonderful thing, though never around when you actually need it, I know that I always loved her deeply.

An Abyss is a deep and terrible chasm. What's a chasm? A deep gash in the rocks.

Love, deep and pure, it opens my heart. It feels like a magical force, one I'd fight to protect, one I'd die to keep.

Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love and patiently wait for an awakening ...

True love is deep spiritual affection.

I love deeply and admire the beauties of life and its expression in many different art forms. I am an aesthetic philosopher.

The ownership of land is an odd thing when you come to think of it. How deep, after all, can it go?

Lost in this awful world, rubbing shoulders with the multitudes, I am like a tired man whose eye can't see behind him, in the deep years, anything but disillusion and bitterness, and in front of him, nothing but a storm which contains nothing new, neither learning nor pain.

the laughter of the mutilated who still need love, and her blessed eyes run deep into her head like mountain springs far in and cool and good.

All the ache in my heart and the wound in my soul All the tearing apart at saying good-bye All the pain deep inside, like a dam giving way . .

Thinking about the new epoch - often called the Anthropocene, or the age of humanity - challenges us to look at ourselves in the mirror of deep time, measured not in centuries or even in millennia, but over millions and billions of years.

I am freighted with thought.

the need to create is a drive that lies deep within each of us. We all strive to build empires, whether of stone or people or words. Empires we hope will survive us. In the end, though, each of us must necessarily leave our creations behind. All we can hope for is to also leave behind a worthy successor to continue our work. Or who can at least maintain it for a season.

The wound lies deep, like the ocean floor. The sin is red, growing paler in death.

Deep empathy for people makes our observations powerful sources of inspiration.

But there is nothing to beat what the City can make of a nightsky. It can empty itself of surface, and more like the ocean than the ocean itself, go deep, starless.