Quotes About Depth

In love there are no vacations. No such thing. Love has to be lived fully with its boredom and all that.

How many people make themselves abstract to appear profound. The most useful part of abstract terms are the shadows they create to hide a vacuum.

I'm always looking for something that's real and that's got meat on it. I think it's artistic suicide if you're too vain, or if you're afraid to play ugly. I would never fall for that.

We assert that the subject is crucial and only that subject matter is valid which is tragic and timeless.

I pass by people, grazing them on the edges, and it bothers me. I've got to admire someone to really like them deeply - to value them as friends.

People look at you, and they think they know you. They think they can place you in a certain category by what they think they know about you. But there's so much more to all of us than what we know and what we see at face value.

neither life nor history is an enterprise for those who seek simplicity and consistency.

Codebreakers train themselves to see more deeply.

being written by someone who might not quite understand the subconscious nuance of the character leaves us in varying degrees of flatness.

Egy magánkönyvtár a jellemanalízis kincsesbányája.

Grandma always said that people don't change, at least not way down deep inside where it counts.

nós somos apenas episodicamente condutores de sentido, no essencial e em profundidade nós nos comportamos como massa, vivendo a maior parte do tempo num modo pânico ou aleatório, aquém ou além do sentido.

that which is subtle can be more powerful.

Hablan con sombras en la lengua.

The true sea is cold and black, full of animals...

Vous voulez que je sois sincère, répliquai-je, et vous voulez en même temps que je n'aie pas à rougir de moi. Comment ne voyez-vous pas que tout sentiment profond a des ramifications devant lesquelles on reste effrayé?

Music begins where the possibilities of language end

Interesting people always have a past.

Capacity for love in its higher forms seems to be peculiarly human although even in humans it is still peculiar.

What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your twenty-three feet of intestines loaded with stars?

I think we are worlds compressed into human form.

I am civilised. My feelings are not.

She looked at me. There was a second the kind that holds the whole world ...

And myself? Observe me. There is something to be gained from my surface uses, and perhaps a little more from my lower depths, but my very bottom? That's where I am alone, the observer and the observed.