Quotes About Ineffable

It's freeing, to think that there's always an aspect of us outside the grasp of speech, the common stuff of language.

I don't have a system. Theology is a system. Not my theology. Then what is it? What is it? It's the overwhelming combination of all that I've seen, felt, and cannot explain, that has stayed with me and refused to depart, that drives me again and again to a faith of which I am not sure, that is alluring because it will not stoop to be defined by so inadequate a creature as man. Unlike Marxism, it is ineffable, and it cannot be explained in words.

All those things for which we have no words are lost. The mind—the culture—has two little tools, grammar and lexicon: a decorated sand bucket and a matching shovel. With these we bluster about the continents and do all the world's work. With these we try to save our very lives.

All those things for which we have no words are lost.

It is not easy to express the inexpressible

It is a longing so intense that it creates what it desires, it cannot endure any touch of correction; it is, as I say, unspeakable.

No matter how hard we try to put the most important things into words, it is always like toe-dancing in clogs.

The substance of the winds is too thin for human eyes, their written language is too difficult for human minds, and their spoken language mostly too faint for the ears.

for poets, at least, experiencing something inexpressible does not mean silence. It's precisely the inexpressible something that poetry is meant to help us see or feel. If it were merely expressible - if there were nothing ineffable about it - there would be no need for a poem. But everywhere in the Bible we meet reality that exceeds our expectations.

Hallowed be thy name" means that the ultimate, the mystical, the ineffable can never be captured in human words. Perhaps we need to learn from the Jews that if one speaks the name of God, one is pretending that one is able to know and to define God, which is the beginning of human idolatry. That is when we begin to create God in our own image, while pretending it is the other way around. Perhaps

There is so much that is not said. I almost believe that the form has not been devised that will let me say what I need to say.

Love is beyond human description or definition. That is to say, it can never be overemphasized, no matter how well you try to describe it or define it. In fact, there is more to it (Love) than you can imagine. -Emeasoba George

As long as you live on this side of the terrible, you will find words to express it; once you know it from inside, you will no longer find a single one.

How could she explain to him what her love was like? That although it was a love stronger than death, it wasn't the kind of love one *did* anything about?

Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.

Beauty as we feel it is something indescribable; what it is or what it means can never be said.

Of course language isn't enough.

unspeakable.

Happiness writes white: it doesn't show up on the page.

Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.

IV Yes, I have a thousand tongues, And nine and nighty-nine lie. Though I strive to use the one, It will make no melody at my will, But is dead in my mouth.

To me, reason is as spiritual as anything else, the beauty of reason seems to me indelible and ineffable and numinous... the spirit is after all the same word we use to describe... essence

I love things that are indescribable, like the taste of an avocado or the smell of a gardenia.

It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.