Quotes About Depth

Muic is the outburst of the soul.

Only one mountain can know the core of another mountain.

Mai in vita mia Dimenticherò la tua presenza. Tu mi hai presa quando ero spezzata E mi hai riparata Su questa terra troppo piccola Dove potrei mai voltare il mio sguardo? Così immenso, così profondo! Non c'è più tempo. Non c'è più nulla. Distanza. C'è soltanto la realtà. Quello che è stato, è stato per sempre.

beneath this crust, hundreds of fathoms down, there teems a world of checkered life in all its changing forms, a world of the same composition as ours, with the same instincts, the same sorrows, and also, no doubt, the same joys; everywhere the same struggle for existence. So it ever is. If we penetrate within even the hardest shell we come upon the pulsations of life, however thick the crust may be.

Man kann auch in die Höhe fallen, so wie in die Tiefe.

One's own self is well hidden from one's own self; of all mines of treasure, one's own is the last to be dug up.

The degree and kind of a man's sexuality reach up into the ultimate pinnacle of his spirit.

Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings -- always darker, emptier and simpler.

A person was like a dense forest thicket, overgrown with a twisting mess of vines, weeds, shrubs, saplings, and flowers. No person was one single emotion; no person had only one desire. They had many, and usually those desires conflicted with one another like two rosebushes fighting for the same patch of ground.

I'm wondering if every person I pass has similar depths, and if there's any way to avoid the mistake of judging them so shallowly that I'm rocked when they show their true complexity.

People were just too complex to reduce to simple personality traits.

Oh, Wax has always been solemn, but when he's at his best, there's a smirk underneath.

He had been more complex than that. Every person was.

Our willingness to own and engage with our vulnerability determines the depth of our courage and the clarity of our purpose; the level to which we protect ourselves from being vulnerable is a measure of our fear and disconnection.

In Jungian circles, shame is often referred to as the swampland of the soul.

Heart is sea, language is shore. Whatever sea includes, will hit the shore. — RUMI

There is the "you" that people see and then there is the "rest of you". Take some time and craft a picture of the "rest of you." This could be a drawing, in words, even a song. Just remember that the chances are good it will be full of paradox and contradictions.

When Scripture, prayer, worship, ministry become routine, they are dead. When I conclude that I can now cope with the awful love of God, I have headed for the shallows to avoid the deeps. I could more easily contain Niagara Falls in a teacup than I can comprehend the wild, uncontainable love of God.

My problem is that while other people are reading fifty books I'm reading one book fifty times. I only stop when at the bottom of page 20, say, I realise I can recite pages 21 and 22 from memory. Then I put the book away for a few years.

Ik kende hem, zoals ik Telaga Hideung kende – een spiegelende oppervlakte. De diepte peilde ik nooit.

New love might replace an earlier love, but the old love is always there, no matter what. You live your life on two levels, probably to avoid falling through without a trace if a hole appears in one of them.

Even as a ten-year-old, the incident made it clear to me that people are never completely what we believe they are. Including me. There is always something unexpected within those we meet, those we think we have got to know.

We have to see things simply, but without simplifying. - Rydberg

The mystery of one man is too immense and too profound to be explained by another man.