Quotes About Depth

I am large! I contain multitudes!

I have always been unsatisfied with life as most people live it. Always I want to live more richly and intensely.

I don't like painting flowers in my music. I like painting guts and pain

What happens to the people who became writers because yakking and tweeting and bragging felt to them like intolerably shallow forms of social engagement? What happens to the people who want to communicate in depth, individual to individual, in the quiet and permanence of the printed word, and who were shaped by their love of writers who wrote when publication still assured some kind of quality control and literary reputations were more than a matter of self-promotional decibel levels?

Connie posed no kind of threat to somebody as well rounded as Jessica. Connie had no notion of wholeness—was all depth and no breadth. When she was coloring, she got lost in saturating one or two areas with a felt-tip pen, leaving the rest blank and ignoring Patty's cheerful urgings to try some other colors.

It was as if the bones and veins were working their way to the surface; as if the skin were water receding to expose shapes at the bottom of a harbor.

They had the beauty of the second glance, the beauty that only revealed itself with intimacy.

People who devote their lives to studying something often come to believe that the object of their fascination is the key to understanding everything.

All the best paintings made you see various levels of reality at once. They sent you inward as well as outward.

The earth itself was unchangeable, the endless tracts of sand and water and pavement. It was the people, the perturbable madmen who roamed its surface, who viewed the world as transient and broken. Everett wished the earth could somehow reach up and still them, the crazy people, and invest them with its silence and permanence and depth.

Eso es muy superficial. - No se puede ser profundo sin superficie.

You can't be deep without a surface.

Madness calls literature's bluff by going beyond it and falling short of it at the same time.

We talked about nothing in particular, but it felt like we were talking about the most important things...

He knew that I love you also means I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.

Sometimes feelings are like that - not positive, not negative, just a lot.

I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you , and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you , and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.

If it had and answer, it wouldn't really be love, would it?

She saw through the shell of me into the center of me

I could write more, but that is all that matters.

You could bury people one hundred floors down, and a whole dead world could be underneath the living one.

But it's turtles all the way down!

Sie war ein Genie der Traurigkeit: Sie badete in Traurigkeit, sie entwirrte die zahlreichen Stränge der Traurigkeit, sie kostete alle zarten Nuancen der Traurigkeit aus. Sie war ein Prisma, durch dass die Traurigkeit in ihr undendlich breit gefächertes Spektrum zerlegt werden kontte.

He knew that I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.