Quotes About Profound

That my complicated life could be made so simple was astounding.

There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations--these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat.

A dim consciousness of infinite mystery and grandeur lies beneath all the commonplace of life . There is an awfulness and a majesty around us, in all our little worldliness .

After years of working in public service, it had come as a bit of a surprise to her how genuinely interested she was in running a business; seeing what worked, looking at stock, and, of course, matching the right book to the right person. It was the same joy she had always felt at the library, but somehow, watching people leaving with books they could keep forever was even more profound.

In this way that he sought to control the very passage of his life, deftly and without forethought, yet precisely and with enormous care. Part of it was to allow what was enormous, what was profound, without limiting it.

modern man is overcome by a profound feeling of powerlessness which makes him gaze toward approaching catastrophes as though he were paralyzed.

For a moment I had a strange intuition that just this, and in a real, profound sense, is life; and perhaps happiness even - love with a mixture of sadness, reverence, and silent knowledge.

it is strangely beautiful and arresting.

So we might say that pregnant silence is at the same time the most facile, as well as one of the highest, esthetic achievements.

Sonrió una vez más. Siempre sonreía como si las corridas de toros constituyeran un secreto especial entre nosotros, un secreto verdaderamente extraño, sorprendente y profundo que compartíamos nosotros dos. Sonreía siempre, como si aquel secreto nuestro tuviera algo de lascivo para los extraños, que nosotros entendíamos perfectamente, pero que no podía explicarse a los demás porque nadie lo entendería.

finds its deepest value when it is the authentic expression of a deep human experience. Art becomes profound when it exposes us, explains us, or inspires us.

Another important statement

And who could ever remember any of the things he says? They are just inspired remarks that roll out of his mouth like smoke.

I have always considered imaginative truth to be more profound, more loaded with significance, than every day reality... Everything we dream about, and by that I mean everything we desire, is true (the myth of Icarus came before aviation, and if Ader or Bleriot started flying it is because all men have dreamed of flight). There is nothing truer than myth... Reality does not have to be: it is simply what is.

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This same thing happens too, I think, in one of the most profound and important scenes in all of literature: Moses before the burning bush. Like autumn, the bush contains life-and-death in a single eternal process, the growing bush never consumed by the destructive fire that never dies. Like autumn, the bush, when Moses looks at it, reveals itself to be a person: I AM.

And what do we have? A profound if sexless intimacy of a kind I've never known with either man or woman since childhood, and perhaps not even then.

But then there's a moment like tonight, a profound and transcendent experience, the feeling as if a door has opened, and it's all because of that instrument, that incredible, magical instrument.

Po tym poznaje si? wielkich pisarzy, ?e wchodz? w twoj? pami?? bez ?ladu, jak cienka ig?a, ale ju? nigdy si? od nich nie uwolnisz.

You have to be able to access the profoundly spiritual understanding that people's actions, even their very identity, are not the whole truth of who they are.

Only what is within you is near; all else is far. And this within: so packed and pressured, barely contained, unsayable.

The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may not be going to prove one's self a fool; the truest heroism is to resist the doubt; and the profoundest wisdom, to know when it ought to be resisted, and when it be obeyed.

Don DeLillo's 'White Noise,' which I read when I was 19. It showed me that a book can be funny as hell and deadly serious.

I want to give every single character the dimensions and complexity of a main character.