Quotes About Fullness

Time is so full for people who are dying in a conscious way, full in the way that life is for children. They spend big round hours.

Find a way to make beauty necessary; find a way to make necessity beautiful. There are places that claim you and places that warn you away. Silence is the response to both emptiness and fullness.

If I have trust in Catholicism, it is because I find in it much more possibility than in any other religion for presenting the full symphony of humanity. The other religions have almost no fullness; they have but solo parts. Only Catholicism can present the full symphony. And unless there is in that symphony a part that corresponds to Japan . . . it cannot be a true religion.

Great fullness of being, which we experience as happiness, can also be described as love. To be undivided and unfragmented, to be completely present, is to love. To pay attention is to love.

It's affirming that we can look at any experience from the fullness of our being and get past the shame we carry.

God's heart is not to obliterate who we are and our culture, but to infiltrate every part of us and all areas of culture and align it with His love, which can transform and restore everything He created to the fullness of His original plan and purpose.

Gratefulness is that fullness of life for which we are all thirsting.

How could someone with a life this full feel this empty?

Enlightenment means that you're living fully, and it means that you die fully. And then you go beyond life and death completely, everything, nothing, all, and beyond all.

I kept thinking about the uneven quality of time--the way it was almost always so empty, and then with no warning came a few days that felt so dense and alive and real that it seemed indisputable that that was what life was, that its real nature had finally been revealed. But then time passed and unthinkably grew dead again, and it turned out that that fullness had been an aberration and might never come back.

You have a fullness you need to bring out. It's not an emptiness you need to cover up with things.

To be filled with God is a great thing, to be filled with the fullness of God is still greater; to be filled with all the fullness of God is greatest of all.

Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth.

For swimsuits, a halter top with thick straps works wonders. It supports bigger busts, and the ruching gives fullness if you're smaller.

Thou must be emptied of that wherewith thou art full, that thou mayest be filled with that whereof thou art empty.

Bukankah langit kosong tetapi isi? Dan bukankah hatimu penuh dengan isi tetapi kosong?

We are known in a depth of darkness through which we ourselves do not even dare to look. And at the same time, we are seen in a height of a fullness which surpasses our highest vision.

Love is no destruction, but rather instruction, nourishment and sustenance for those who trust in it, for Love is repletion and the abyss and the fullness of the sea.

In a life, or a portion of a life illuminated, there's a fullness and a balance that no theory or abstraction can match. Why do people waste so much time on abstraction? The life that is given to us, that we play out, is something that you cannot any more grasp with systems and ideas than you can tame an elephant with tweezers.

I wanted the music to be full, to surround us, to lift us like the swell, so I rented a bloody orchestra. You only live once.

All the millions of things we possessed as a family were inside the house, but, inexorably, there came one shocking moment when we discovered that the house was full.

we have to fix our will on the void—to will the void. For the good which we can neither picture nor define is a void for us. But this void is fuller than all fullnesses. If we get as far as this we shall come through all right, for God fills the void. It has nothing to do with an intellectual process in the present-day sense. The intelligence has nothing to discover, it has only to clear the ground. It is only good for servile tasks.

The fullness ends when we give Nature her ransom, when we make children for her. Then she is through with us, and we become, first inside, and then outside, junk. Flower stalks.

It is beautiful, it is endless, it is full and yet seems empty. It hurts us.