Quotes About Abyss

To leap across an abyss, one is better served by faith than doubt.

In a world that has no heaven the earth becomes an abyss. And the poem is one of its consolation prizes. One of the qualities of the winds, north or south

What an abyss of uncertainty, whenever the mind feels overtaken by itself; when it, the seeker, is at the same time the dark region through which it must go seeking and where all its equipment will avail it nothing. Seek? More than that: create. It is face to face with something which does not yet exist, which it alone can make actual, which it alone can bring into the light of day.

but then the memory—not yet of the place in which I was, but of various other places where I had lived and might now very possibly be—would come like a rope let down from heaven to draw me up out of the abyss of not-being, from which I could never have escaped by myself:

nto this wilde Abyss the warie fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while, Pondering his Voyage; for no narrow frith He had to cross.

And chiefly thou, O spirit, that dost prefer Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st. Thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like sattest brooding on the vast abyss, And madst it pregnant.

The wary fiend stood on the brink of hell, pondering his voyage

a dark Illimitable ocean, without bound, Without dimension; where length, breadth, and height, And time, and place are lost;

First there was Chaos, the vast immeasurable abyss Outrageous as a sea, dark, wasteful, wild.

O Conscience, into what abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which I find no way, from deep to deeper plunged.

We build our character as a carapace to keep away the fear of the abyss. That's what our character is for.

Perhaps I should not hope to convey in mere words the unutterable hideousness that can dwell in absolute silence and barren immensity.

murió es el derrumbe de la vida, murió viene de adentro, trae la verdadera respiración del dolor, murió es la desesperación, la nada frígida y total, el abismo sencillo, el abismo.

Revelation 20:3 says that Satan is cast into the abyss for 1000 years after the return of Christ to earth "so that he should not deceive the nations any longer." This indicates that deceiving the nations must be one of his main goals during this present age.

Self-destruction would be a brief, almost autoerotic free-fall into a great velvet darkness.

And I, tiny being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, felt myself a pure part of the abyss. I wheeled with the stars. My heart broke loose with the wind from "Pablo Neruda and his passions," The New Yorker (September 8, 2003)

Only those who have reached the limit of themselves, with nothing to offer in their own defence, fall into the abyss of love. In fact only sinners understand the gospel. It is not available to anyone else.3 David Runcorn

Ein Mensch kann niemals Tier werden, er stürzt am Tier vorbei in den Abgrund

A great relationship ... breaches the barriers of a lofty solitude, subdues its strict law, and throws a bridge from self-being to self-being across the abyss of dread of the universe.

The abyss and the light of the world, Time's need and the craving for eternity, Vision, event, and poetry: Was and is dialogue with you.

The rabbis have written that when the earth had opened up and consumed Korah with the rest, his sons had by an apparent miracle stood firm above the abyss as though suspended in the air, because they would not depart from the tabernacle, but had admonished their father and his followers to desist from error.

It is necessary for the saints to be disciplined in this way, to descend into hell and the abyss, and to be recalled from there into heaven. For

It seemed there was no bottom to whatever abyss we bordered, and with each step, I vowed if I ever did meet the trail's end and was unmasked and untied, I'd never waste a chance again—if I was going to die, it would be when I could plainly see Kaden as I thrust a knife between his deceitful Vendan ribs.

All at once I felt myself haunted by a terrible vision, of a world without guidance: a land of emptiness, where all was ruled by the madness of chance. How could one endure such a place, where all significance was lost? I myself would mean nothing, but would merely be a kind of self-invention: a speck upon the wind, calling itself Wilson. I felt my spirit waver, as if it were toppling into the abyss before me.