Jules Verne Quotes

A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets.

Things are never simple when it comes to the human heart.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman's heart in particular.

The deep sea can be fathomed, but who knows the heart of a woman?

Girls are complicated. The instruction manual that comes with girls is 800 pages, with chapters 14, 19, 26 and 32 missing, and it's badly translated, hard to figure out.

Chekhov understood that people are mysterious and can't be reduced to what we nowadays call 'motivation.'

Love is a strange master, and human nature is still stranger.

The heart of another is a dark forest.

Love can never be fully explained.

You want there to be some magical answer that will just make everything clear and easy to understand, and that's just not the way love works.

We're complicated women.

The relationships we have with dogs seem simple enough and often are taken for granted. But these relationships can be deep and mysterious, and not at all simple.

You cannot simplify human intelligence, emotion, and growth. To watch the frills and furbelows of a human psyche is fascinating.

Even bros have depth, complexity, and emotion.

Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.

O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!

No one could suspect the intricate mysteries of her heart.

Woman, you see, is an object of such a kind that study it as much as you will, it is always quite new.

Love is deep, a mystery - who wants to understand its every particular?

She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

Oh, love. Love is best of all. There is no such total element, not even pain. Who has ever loved, knows this. I need not say more.

It's better not to know so much about what things mean or how they might be interpreted or you'll be too afraid to let things keep happening. Psychology destroys the mystery, this kind of magic quality. It can be reduced to certain neuroses or certain things, and since it is now named and defined, it's lost its mystery and the potential for a vast, infinite experience.

It seemed the more I knew about people the more I knew about the strange magic hidden in their hearts.

I think love is one of the most elusive things in the world. I don't know that there's a perfect formula for it and that's what makes the stories interesting.

Love: the sickest of Irony’s sick jokes. The place where logic and order go to die.