Quotes About Ineffable

Language that tells us, through a more or less emotional reaction, something that can not be said.

I believe devoutly in the Word. The Word can save all destroy all stop the inevitable and express the inexpressible.

Telling someone why you love them is like explaining what water tastes like...

How much I love you is like trying to explain how water tastes. Impossible.

Nel mio petto vibrava qualcosa a cui non riuscivo esattamente a dare un nome".

Hay cosas que no pueden decirse, y es cierto. Pero esto que no puede decirse, es lo que se tiene que escribir.

ineffable beauty

No one has ever successfully painted or photographed a redwood tree. The feeling they produce is not transferable. From them comes silence and awe.

Friendship...is like pain. Explaining it is impossible.

It all means more than I can tell you. So you must not judge what I know by what I find words for.

Poetry exists to find words for what resists easy naming; we are most often driven to write it or read it when any other sort of language seems incapable of the work required.

Unspeakable"--unspeakability?--comes in three varieties. First, that which cannot be said because one does not know it, and therefore cannot say it. Second, that which cannot be spoken because it is culturally impermissible to do so. And third, that which cannot be named because it is impossible, since the language provides no terms, no words to enable articulation.

Death is funny, when you think about it. Everybody does it, but nobody knows how, exactly how.

Love is just a word, a label; real love is unexplainable.

Love is a feeling too big to be described completely by words.

Love can't be explained until it is felt...

Telling someone why you love them is like trying to explain what water tastes like.

Love is when there is no explanation. Just the feeling.

Perfect majesty is at rest in ineffable light, in truth, the mother of all things.

Love that can be explained is not love.

If a man urge me to tell wherefore I loved him, I feel it cannot be expressed but by answering: Because it was he, because it was myself.

Love is an energy which exists of itself. It is its own value.

The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.

Love didn't even seem like the right word to explain how I felt about her. The word seemed too small, too used, too simple, and everything I felt about her seemed complicated and rare and as wide as the world.