Quotes About Depth

Adulthood is knowing that a fully realized character is always more important than the lines.

He hadn't been her first lover or the first boy to give her an orgasm. He hadn't even been the first she'd loved. He'd been the first to turn her inside out with something as simple as a smile. The first to make her doubt herself. He'd taken her deeper than anyone ever had, and yet she hadn't drowned.

The well of my heart is a very deep place, and at the bottom, it's dark. He was my ocean, and I didn't know if I would drown until I learned how well I could swim.

Dwarf is dwarf even at the top of the mountain; giant is giant even at the bottom of the well!

Falling in love is like submerging beneath the ocean with a submarine; you leave the outside world and wander in the silence of dimness.

For ocean, whale is a small fish; for wise man, small fish is an ocean! Sun, hides in the candle!

Just like the submarines, deep men are also unaffected by the storms!

Let us not compare the genius with the clever; ocean with the lake!

Literature is a microscope; it shows us the unseen!

The longer and the deeper the thought, the shorter the sentence of wisdom will be.

We need clear days to see the horizons; we need foggy nights to see beyond the horizons! Man sometimes can think much deeper when he sees less!

A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don't know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox's or bear's, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.

He's like a lake. You assume it has great depths, pure undisturbed undiscoverable depths. You assume depths must be there because the surface is so flat--pretty and flat and utterly unrevealing. Boring almost, you might say, if you didn't know about the depths, that is, if you didn't believe they were there.

A blind man can see what she feels for you and you for her. Your souls are not merely entwined; they are fused.

and his face is so close to mine that it's like he can see inside my soul

For a moment I can't help thinking how decent he is—that there's some hope for him beyond the obnoxious image he displays. Maybe deep down he is a sensitive guy, who sees us as real people with real issues.

Do you think you love him?" Phaedra had once asked. "I don't know really what that is," Quintana had responded in her cold, practical way. Yes, you do, my queen, Phaedra wanted to say now. Quintana's love was unabashed. Wondrous. The type of love that lit a strange, strange face and turned it into a beacon.

line deepening her already

They were jet, those wings, as deep as the sky, as black as Eoduin's hair—no, blacker, for they were dull, unoiled. They gave off no sheen in the light, no gleam to the eye. They drank up the light and diminished it: they were wings of pure shadow.

Quando se faz amor assim, de paixão total, fica-se longe das palavras. O encantamento é uma casa que tem o silêncio por tecto.

As mulheres são muito extensas, a gente viaja-lhes, a gente sempre se perde.

A redondura das ilhas, dizia, é o mar que faz. A beleza dessa menina, meu sobrinho, é você que lhe põe. As mulheres são muito extensas, a gente viaja-lhes, a gente sempre se perde.

I just used a very simple way to explain what are deep ideas, and why can't that be literature?

She was a novel whose plot became more interesting as I delved deeper into the book.