Quotes About Depth

If I tell some one that I love him – as I may have told a hundred others – my words will convey nothing to him; but the silence which will ensue, if I do indeed love him, will make clear in what depths lie the roots of my love, and will in its turn give birth to a conviction, that shall itself be silent; and in the course of a lifetime, this silence and this conviction will never again be the same. …

We believe we have dived down to the most unfathomable depths, and when we reappear on the surface, the drop of water that glistens on our trembling finger-tips no longer resembles the sea from which it came. We believe we have discovered a grotto that is stored with bewildering treasure; we come back to the light of day, and the gems we have brought are false – mere pieces of glass – and yet does the treasure shine on, unceasingly, in the darkness!

We are human precisely insofar as we always intend a singularity across the thickness of our lives, insofar as we are grouped around this unique interior where there is no one, which is latent, veiled, and escapes from us always leaving behind in our hands truth which are like traces of its absence.

The swimmer unknowingly skims over a whole buried universe which would frighten him if he looked at it with undersea goggles.

To see the object is to plunge into it.

An abyss is not nothing; it has environs & edges.

There is no contradiction between reflection as enveloping the past and the past as enveloping my present, because we are communicating through the depth-dimension. According to the depth-dimension, we are in the past and the past lives in us...We are moments of the open field...which is Sinngenesis, sense in genesis, emerging once and for all.

But this 'structural' or concrete a priori is neither a Kantian category nor even a Hegelian idea; it is the universal ground of sense=the sense funally, far fro, being an idea, is a ground. Philosophy seeks in the archeology of the ground, in the depth and not in the height (the ideas)...the ground in the literal sense: the earth.

True philosophy entails learning to see the world anew, and in this sense, an historical account might signify the world with as much 'depth' as a philosophical treatise. We take our fate into our own hands and through reflection we become responsible for our own history, but this responsibility also comes from a decision to which we commit our lives; and in both cases it is a violent act whose truth is confirmed through its being performed.

The essence, likewise, is an inner framework, it is not above the sensible world, it is beneath, or in its depth, its thickness. It is the secret bond...things are Essences at the level of Nature.

Es ist bemerkenswert, dass wir gerade von dem Menschen, den wir lieben, am mindesten aussagen können, wie er sei.

A man hauls in the fish he baits for and at the depth at which he fishes.

Beauty Is More Than Skin Deep

You mean everything to me. You mean more to me than I have the words to explain. Is it normal? Who gives a damn if it's normal? Fuck normal. You and I will never be normal people. If normal means I'm not with you, then I never want to be that man.

Najteže se govori o onome što te se najviše ti?e.

I was mistaken. Not because he would have hidden anything from me, but because he was a deep and shadowy well, whose bottom could not be seen easily. And not because he in particular was like that, but because people are like that in general, unfathomable as soon as we get to know them better.

Crne o?i koje miruju, odaju?i život negdje unutra, kao duboka voda, lice osvijetljeno ispod kože mlije?nim svjetilj?icama, tijelo što ne zove, ve? zaprepaš?uje, postoji kao celina jer je sklad. Djeluje dirljivo lijepo. Kao muzika. Neodre?eno, a snažno, ne odvajaju?i se, okre?e nas u nas same, živi za sebe a za nas.

Complexity is a sign of intelligence. Simplicity is a sign of wisdom

His smile was deep and dark, like a thousand books begging to be read, like the doorway to Narnia.

Because friend was encompassing, and here it encompassed so much, including the contradictions.

We're all the same under our skin, aren't we? We're all wanting things we don't understand. Things we can't even name. The yearning so deep, like pinions over our hearts.

She looks down at me, her eyes depthful and ruinous. "Love is a kind of killing, Addy,' she says. 'Don't you know that?

The world is blood-hot and personal. —Sylvia Plath

When you gaze into the Abyss, the Abyss gazes into you. (~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche)