Quotes About Depth

To nourish a tree you must get to the roots, the same is true if you must uproot it.

The body impress, yet the soul express". Inner beauty has no expiry date, embrace it.

Love has no limits, which is why we fall impulsively into the depths of our feelings.

There's more than what the eye can see, the heart can love, and the brain can understand.

Talking with three people deeply is better than talking with thirty people superficially.

Music is an outburst of the soul.

Power, for the writer....lies in his ability to reveal if only a little bit more about the complexity of humanity.

The force of mind is only as great as its expression; its depth only as deep as its power to expand and lose itself.

Where words leave off, music begins.

The power of nature exists in its silence. Human words cannot encode the meaning because human language has access only to the shadow of meaning.

Power is no more than a part, no more than the tip of the iceberg of limitless profundity and sublimate of Karate.

Your great power lies not on the surface, but deep within your being.

The world is complicated," she added. "You don't have to have one emotion at a time.

The Mystery we call God is just that - mystery; not mystery in the sense of an unknown, but eventually knowable, stranger, but mystery in the sense that God is too rich, too deep, and too loving to be knowable and is, therefore, God. Spiritual directors can be only helping companions to those who travel the way of such a God.

The deepest rivers make least din, the silent soule doth most abound in care.

depth. It is not, however, events either past or present which make us feel the way we feel, but our interpretation of those events. Our feelings

I generally eschew frivolous and meaningless social encounters. - Arlo Patterson

A light, this side of the hills toward Argyle, / flowed like fog through the hollows, rose to the depth / of the hills, illumined me. I faded in it / as the world faded in me, dissolved in the light. / No one to know and nothing knowable. / Oh, we know that knowing is not our way; / but, the choice is ours, would make it our way, would leave / the world for the same world made knowable.

True love is a discipline in which each divines the secret self of the other and refuses to believe in the mere daily self.

He that sings a lasting songThinks in a marrowbone.

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.

Who can distinguish darkness from the soul?

Every human being is a volume, worthy to be studied.

Every man is a volume, if you know how to read him.