Quotes About Depth

Marriage seems to be predicated on protecting a very deep and intimate form of mystery.

I feel like every time you think you really understand how deep the seductive power of evil is, it always proves to be one step deeper than you thought possible.

tis a majestic thing, The darkness.

He's like a child, but without a child's capacity for joy.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.

No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

All good writing is like swimming underwater and holding your breath.

You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.

Selfish people are in a way terribly capable of great loves.

She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand.

Better let it all alone in the depths of her heart and the depths of the sea.

When people have so much for outsiders didn't it indicate a lack of inner intensity?

They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another

You've got to sell your heart, your strongest reactions, not the little minor things that only touch you lightly, the little experiences that you might tell at dinner.

Then for a moment they faded into the sweet darkness so deep that they were darker than the darkness, so that for awhile they were darker than the black trees- then so dark that when she tried to look up at him she could but look at the wild waves of the universe over his shoulder and say, 'Yes, I guess I love you too.

Don't misunderstand! Amory ad loved Rosalind as he would never love another living person. She had taken the first flush of his youth and brought from his unplumbed depth tenderness that had surprised him, gentleness and unselfishness that he had never given to another creature. He had later affairs, but of a different sort: in those he went back to that, perhaps, more typical frame of mind, in which the girl became the mirror of a mood in him.

You know, you're a little complicated after all." "Oh no," she assured him hastily. "No, I'm not really - I'm just a - I'm just a whole lot of different simple people.

But show me just this one thing, my darling, i seek a heart stained like a poppy flower.

Sir George Sansom (1883–1965) defined them as "little drops of poetic essence.

We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky.

the painful intensity of my sensations, even when they're happy ones; the blissful intensity of my sensations, even when they're sad.

We never know self-realization. We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky.

The human soul is an abyss

Me detengo a orillas de mí y me asomo… Abismo… Y en ese abismo el Universo.