Quotes About Ineffable

The wrong words. They were true a hundred times over, yet they sounded like a lie. Hadn't he always know it? Words were useless. At times they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moments you really needed them . You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is a silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice.

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.

I swear I see what is better than to tell the best, It is always to leave the best untold. -from A Song of the Rolling Earth

There are objects you may desire but cannot explain. There are objects that are not nouns, there are actions that are not verbs. There are things we want that exist at the edge of the forest, at the rim of the ocean, just over the hill, just out of sight.

Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.

can only be conceived as a shuttling back and forth within the bounds of finitude, while genuine unity withdraws beyond the circle of creation into the realm of the inconceivable. So "every created thing has the divine and ineffable monad, which is God himself, as its origin and its end, because it comes forth from him and ultimately returns to him"

I have those dreams that you can't put into words.

The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words.

Sometimes words are not enough.

Sometimes words are not enough. There are some circumstances so utterly wretched that I cannot describe them in sentences or paragraphs or even a whole series of books.

There are some things you cannot explain to anyone, even when they have been explained to you, over and over, almost since the day you were born.

Of every noble work the silent part is best; of all expression, that which cannot be expressed.

Good writing is the hardest form of thinking. It involves the agony of turning profoundly difficult thoughts into lucid form, then forcing them into the tight-fitting uniform of language, making them visible and clear. If the writing is good, then the result seems effortless and inevitable. But when you want to say something life-changing or ineffable in a single sentence, you face both the limitations of the sentence itself and the extent of your own talent.

This is one of those things that you can never explain to anyone; that's what I want to explain - one of those free-association moments with connections that dissolve when you start to try to put them into words.

What 'is' important is what lies beyond names and beyond questions.

I learned that words are no good; that words dont ever fit even what they are trying to say at

That was when I learned that words are no good; that words dont ever fit even what they are trying to say at.

Strange, though, that we can never catch it in the act.

When I try to describe how I feel when you hold me, I get butterflies, I hear lullabies, it's hard to explain -- like the scent of a rose or the sound of the rain. It's too precious and too wonderful to give it a name.

Feelings came alive in Vicki for which the earth and sea had never taught her names.

All the steam in the world could not, like the Virgin, build Chartres.

Thank God, they cannot cut down the clouds!

She did not want to speak of it, to trivialize this feeling with imprecise words.

Bisognerebbe entrare nell'inesprimibile senza sentire la necessità di esprimerlo...