Quotes About Depth

Love is the cosmos, how deeper you see how deeper you go in. If you do not concentrate to; you lose it. If you do, you have it forever.

Media-pawn or cat reviews the literary tycoon or tiger's level of all dimensions of its vision to surpass it since it shows a trend of media self-vanity. However, at that point, it fails to qualify as standard as a literary tycoon's depth of insight.

Los pececillos, abandonándose a las olas, bailan, cantan y juegan, pero ¿quién conoce el corazón del mar a cien pies de la superficie? ¿Quién conoce su profundidad?

He looked over the side of the boat, at the swirling blue water. It was deep here, infinitely deep, and alive with what seemed to be eternal life. But water had no fixed, determined form. Was it not because man had a fixed, determined form that he cannot possess eternal life? Does not true life begin only when tangible form has been lost? (Musashi---the Soul of the Deep)

People do not give up their loves and hates as long as life lasts. Waves of feeling come and go with the passage of time. The world is always full of the sound of waves. The little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth? (Musashi---the Soul of the Deep)

The little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing, and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth?

Little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing, and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth?

you can love more than one person, each love with its own subtle shadings, one maybe stronger but not necessarily canceling out the other.

Still waters run deep.

He would always love her, in one way. But was love ever that simple? One thing and not another? Defining how he felt about Rose would be like trying to cut a piece out of the sky.

If passion was a substance I would say it is dark brown, and then blood red. It's like wet grass, tons of it soaked in mud. It's warm and it stinks like shit and it's unaccountably and endlessly good. It's thick and it goes on for miles and it isn't so much deep as bottomless and it holds you in its grip, you never drown. And then it goes. That's all you know.

His eyes made her think of water at night—full of mysteries and hints, revealing little.

You want to have some professional boundaries. Especially at work, you need to spend more time with the less sensitive, who can be a great balance to you, and you to them. Develop outside of work the more intense sorts of relationships that offer you the emotional depth you seek.

They are living evidence that this rich and varied world with its overflowing and intoxicating life is not purely external, but also exists within . . . Their life teaches more than their words. . . . Their lives teach the other possibility, the interior life which is so painfully wanting in our civilization. Jung

Even Tolstoy is an insignificant shadow if he takes a stroll with Anna Karenina.

I know I`m mean to tell you these things, but he is much worse than I am. He has the worst kind of meanness, that of superficiality.

No he cambiado en el aspecto, sino en lo profundo. Pronto le tocará el turno al aspecto y ya no será aspecto

E poi amavo la scrittura di chi ti fa affacciare da ogni rigo per guardare di sotto e sentire la vertigine della profondità, la nerezza dell'inferno.

Vuoi bene tutta la vita a persone che non sai mai veramente chi sono.

things without meaning are the most beautiful ones. It's

un buen relato es el que se escribe desde el fondo de nuestra vida

I tend toward an expansive sentence that has a cold surface and, visible underneath it, a magma of unbearable heat. I want readers to know from the first lines what they will have to deal with.

Things without meaning are the most beautiful ones.

Todos estamos tan llenos de retratos interiores, tan llenos de paisajes no vividos.