Quotes About Deep

An aristocrat? Apart from my deep hatred for birthright and primogeniture, I was aghast at my grooming misfire.

The most basic dividing line is likely between transitory and sustained attention, the former quick, superficial, and often involuntarily provoked; the latter, deep, long-lasting, and voluntary. What matters for present purposes is that selling us things relies mainly on the former—on which the attention merchant thrives—but our happiness depends on balancing the two.

To let the player play the story, tell his own story, and have that story be deep and meaningful?

If you're going to make a lot of films about a particular group of animals, you might as well pick one that's fairly common. And octopus are: they live in all the oceans. They also live deep. And I can't say octopus are responsible for my really strong interest in getting in subs and going deep, but whatever the case, I like that.

There's something about the openness of the American people. Yes, we have our faults, but deep down, there's a goodness. America doesn't want to take over the world; in many ways, we don't want to be bothered by the rest of the world.

O wandering graves! O restless sleep! O silence of the sunless day! O still ravine! O stormy deep! Give up your prey! Give up your prey!

Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality.

The guy I'd felt such an immediate and deep connection to I'd thought that just maybe there really were such things as soul mates, and had considered, at least for a few brief moments, that he might be mine.

She is very wonderful, Bertie. She is not one of these flippant, shallow-minded, modern girls. She is sweetly grave and beautifully earnest. She reminds me of - what is the name I want? Marie Lloyd? Saint Cecilia, said young Bingo, eyeing me with a good deal of loathing. She reminds me of Saint Cecilia. She makes me yearn to be a better, nobler, deeper, broader man.

I love that girl, Bertie, he went on, when he'd finished coughing. Yes. Nice girl, of course. He eyed me with deep loathing. Don't speak of her in that horrible casual way. She's an angel. An angel!

You have deep eyes in which the night flails. Cool arms of flowers and a lap of rose.

Humans never invented anything that goes as deep as scientific investigation into understanding why the world is the way it is, nor have we found any other way of seeking knowledge that gets it so consistently right. Doing science is also difficult and frustrating, and in many ways goes against the grain of our spontaneous ways of thinking.

The scampi tasted sweet like a lobster fed only on honey and it cut into the deep undertone of flavor deposited on the taste buds by the truffles.

Truth has power. And if we all gravitate toward similar ideas maybe we do so because those ideas are true... written deep within us. And when we hear the truth, even if we don't understand it, we feel the truth, even if we don't understand it, we feel that truth resonate within us... vibrating with our unconscious wisdom. Perhaps the truth us not learned by us, but rather, the truth is re-called... re-membered... re-cognized... as that which is already inside us.

A lot of people like the idea of eternal love and eternal romance. The notion of love that is more profound and deeper because it is eternal is very powerful.

Life is the most exciting opportunity we have. But we have one shot. You graduate from college once, and that's it. You're going out of that nest. And you have to find that courage that's deep, deep, deep in there. Every step of the way.

Life is too short to be little. Man is never so manly as when he feels deeply, acts boldly, and expresses himself with frankness and with fervor.

Love, having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface.

I came- though the child of entirely irreligious (Jewish) parents - to a deep religiousness, which, however, reached an abrupt end at the age of twelve.

The currents rage so deep upon us, this is the age of video violence.

I can call spirits from the vasty deep

Fiery the Angels rose, & as they rose deep thunder roll'd Around their shores, indignant burning with the fires of Orc.

while the beasts of prey, Come from caverns deep, Viewed the maid asleep

And older still, he might have divined the true reason: that the element of fire spoke to some deep mainspring of his father's being, as the element of steel or of powder spoke to other men, as the one weapon for the preservation of integrity.