Quotes About Depth

people were like icebergs--most of what really went on, especially the ugliness, was submerged

I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't.

i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses

love is a deeper season than reason; my sweet one

love being such, or such, the normal corners of your heart will never guess how much my wonderful jealousy is dark

Only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses. Nobody, not even the rain has such small hands.

Ninety percent of who you are is invisible.

The quicker you are in attaching verbal or mental labels to things, people, or situations, the more shallow and lifeless your reality becomes, and the more deadened you become to reality

To know another human being in their essence, you don't really need to know anything about them — their past, their history, their story.

By a monstrous act of reductionism, the infinite depth of who you are is confused with a sound produced by the vocal cords. (p. 28)

The wider the time gap between perception and thought, the more depth there is to you as a human being, which is to say the more conscious you are.

When you don't cover up the world with words and labels, a sense of the miraculous returns to your life that was lost a long time ago when humanity, instead of using thought, became possessed by thought. A depth returns to your life. Things regain their newness, their freshness. And the greatest miracle is the experiencing of your essential self as prior to any words, thoughts, mental labels and images.

Having gone beyond the mind-made opposites, you become like a deep lake. The outer situation of your life and whatever happens there is the surface of the lake. Sometimes calm, sometimes windy and rough, according to the cycles and seasons. Deep down, however, the lake is always undisturbed. You are the whole lake, not just the surface, and you are in touch with your own depth, which remains absolutely still.

The wider the time gap between perception and thought, the more depth there is to you as a human being[.]

That stillness and vastness that enables the universe to be is not just out there in space — it is also within you. When you are utterly and totally present, you encounter it as the still inner space of no-mind. Within you, it is vast in depth, not in extension. Spacial extension is ultimately a misperception of infinite depth — an attribute of the one transcendental reality.

Everything, a bird, a tree, even a simple stone, and certainly a human being, is ultimately unknowable. This is because it has unfathomable depth. All we can perceive, experience, think about, is the surface layer of reality, less than the tip of an iceberg.

The quicker you are in attaching verbal or mental labels to things, people, or situations, the more shallow and lifeless your reality becomes

What appears to us as space in our universe perceived through the mind and the senses is the Unmanifested itself, externalized. It is the body of God. And the greatest miracle is this: That stillness and vastness that enables the universe to be, is not just out there in space - it is also within you. When you are utterly and totally present, you encounter it as the still inner space of no-mind. Within you, it is vast in depth, not in extension.

Time is the horizontal dimension of life, the surface layer of reality. Then there is the vertical dimension of depth, accessible to you only through the portal of the present moment.

my civilization is not even skin deep - it does not go deeper than my clothes.

The scene he witnessed there in the twilight depths of the African jungle was burned forever into the Englishman's brain.

At some point we must plunge in to discover a greater expanse; yet when this broader horizon does appear, a new depth will open up at our point of entry.

He had known the love that is fed on caresses and feeds them; but this passion that was closer than his bones was not to be superficially satisfied.