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Quotes About Depth

That sensation of being caught—claimed—challenged me on the deepest level.
~ Sylvia Day
Era un milagro haberlo encontrado, que pudiera hacerme sentir así, que pudiese amar a un hombre de una forma tan profunda, completa y sexual con todo el bagaje que arrastraba. Y que pudiese ofrecerle a cambio el mismo refugio.
~ Sylvia Day
he pulled her hand back up and set it over his heart) This tightening in my chest that you can't see? That's something I've never felt before. You've got something no one else has. You don't have a shortcoming, sweetheart. You have an advantage.
~ Sylvia Day
The kiss he gave her was fierce and passionate, relaying so much more than lust and desire. She clung to him, soaking up the flood of emotion from a man known for his reserve and austerity. This was why she could blossom for him, why she felt fearless and audacious. They were so much alike in that way, their still waters running deeper than most.
~ Sylvia Day
I was dying to see how the rest of the night would go, how many more sides of Gideon I'd get to discover. Because I loved this side of the man as much as I loved the powerful businessman in the suit and the dominant lover in my bed and the broken child who couldn't hide his tears and the tender partner who held me when I cried.
~ Sylvia Day
Cat de profunda poare sa devina o poveste de dragoste daca nu cunosti genunile intunecate din sufletul celui pe care-l iubesti?
~ Sylvia Day
Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could live in its growing countries forever.
~ Sylvia Plath
How frail the human heart must be?a mirrored pool of thought.
~ Sylvia Plath
I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root: It is what you fear. I do not fear it: I have been there. --from Elm, written 19 April 1962
~ Sylvia Plath
Then it hit me and I just blurted, 'I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
~ Sylvia Plath
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
~ Sylvia Plath
I am both worse and better than you thought.
~ Sylvia Plath
It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.
~ Sylvia Plath
Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep.
~ Sylvia Plath
I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.
~ Sylvia Plath
It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.
~ Sylvia Plath
pero cuando llegó el momento de hacerlo, la piel de mi muñeca parecía tan blanca e indefensa que no pude. era como si lo que yo quería matar no estuviera en esa piel ni en el ligero pulso azul que saltaba bajo mi pulgar, sino en alguna parte, más profunda, más secreta y mucho más difícil de alcanzar.
~ Sylvia Plath
Era como se o que eu quisesse matar não estivesse naquela pele ou no leve pulsar azul sob o meu dedão, mas em outro lugar mais profundo e secreto, bem mais difícil de alcançar.
~ Sylvia Plath
Inspiré profundamente y escuché el antiguo estribillo de mi corazón. Yo soy Yo soy Yo soy.
~ Sylvia Plath
It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in the skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.
~ Sylvia Plath
Es kam mir vor, als müsse Schatten das Schönste auf der Welt sein, die Millionen beweglicher Formen und Sackgassen des Schattens. Schatten fand sich in Kommodenschubladen, Wandschränken, Koffern, und Schatten fand sich unter Häusern, Bäumen, Steinen, auch fand sich Schatten ganz hinten in den Augen und im Lächeln der Leute, und Schatten, Meilen und Meilen von Schatten, fand sich auf der Nachtseite der Erde.
~ Sylvia Plath
I sometimes think my vision of the sea is the clearest thing I own.
~ Sylvia Plath
Love Is a Parallax
~ Sylvia Plath
Habría un hoyo negro de seis pies de profundidad en el duro suelo. Esa sombra se uniría con esta sombra, y el peculiar suelo amarillento de nuestra localidad sellaría la herida en la blancura, y otra nevada borraría la novedad en la tumba de Joan
~ Sylvia Plath