Quotes About Depth

The debates have now become too wide ranging and the literature too voluminous to be considered in any depth here.

I wished that my own bones were unbound, I wished they were mingling, picked clean by fish, with the bones of another body, a body my bones and heart and soul had loved with unfathomable certainty for decades, and both of us down deep now, lost to everything but the fact of bare bones on a dark seabed.

All short stories long.

Some truth has no nourishment in it.

The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.

His face contained for me all possibilities of fierceness and sweetness, pride and submissiveness, violence, self-containment. I never saw more in it than I had when I saw it first, because I saw everything then. The whole thing in him that I was going to love, and never catch or explain.

People's lives, in Jubilee as elsewhere, were dull, simple, amazing, and unfathomable – deep caves paved with kitchen linoleum.

I'm the one who has no small feelings

Which one of us was more? He was always more.

Green as the inside of your thoughts where you can't go, they're too deep.

Deeper and deeper. No more lyric po- ems or love affairs.

Essa iconoclastia ainda espreita em toda parte, e o diabo é o literalismo. Quando tomamos as coisas literalmente, aniquilamos o poder dos símbolos de nos fazer percorrer os vários níveis de entendimento.

it is always midnight in those pools

and I who live in the basement one level down from the world

Like a short spoon in a tall glass, people's attention simply cannot reach the bottom of our profound longing to be valued. Only God can reach that place because he is the One who created that place.

It is ever the way of the Knowing. I have often thought it is like a light blooming on a dark sea: as it increases, so does the depth and size of the unknown. The most wise are those who know how little they know!

To imagine wasn't to escape but to go deeper; to see through to the secret life of the world.

But there's more to this world than meets the eye, isn't there?

Sometimes when he would tell me those stories his eyes would fill with tears. People used to say he was sentimental, but it was because he cared. He felt everything deeply. People around here used to call a man like him 'soft.' 'Maybe so,' he used to say, 'but I'm always hard when I have to be, you know that.' He was full of little double meanings like that, my husband.

Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable. ~Henry Ward Beecher

Movies today are bigger, brighter, technically dazzling, awesome in their computer generated special effects. But they are also thinner; they lack the thick layers of character actors who brought depth to the background and refracted the stars' light, so that it formed a different and more complicated image.

Now at last we could gauge the range of the American Dirty Mind—and estimate the unfathomable depth of loneliness in America.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold. —Zelda Fitzgerald

y mi repentina belleza no era sino la huella más profunda de su mirada.