Good literature makes your head throb heartlike
The tongue of man is powerful enough to render the ideas which the human intellect conceives; but in the realm of true and deep sentiments it is but a weak interpreter. These are inexpressible, like the endless glory of the Omnipotent.
The deeper the nostalgia and the more complete the fear, the purer, the richer the word and the secret.
My feelings for you run very deep." - Loor Not deep enought, I guess." - Bobby (The Rivers of Zadaa)
The fiery moments of passionate experience are the moments of wholeness and totality of the personality.
Lofty mountains are full of springs; great hearts are full of tears.
True joy is a profound remembering; and true grief the same.
All Profound things, and emotions of things are preceded and attended by Silence... Silence is the general consecration of the universe. Silence is the invisible laying on of the Divine Pontiff's hands upon the world. Silence is at once the most harmless and the most awful thing in all nature. It speaks of the Reserved Forces of Fate. Silence is the only Voice of our God.
Anyone who ever wondered how much they could love a child who did not spring from their own loins, know this: it is the same. The feeling of love is so profound, it's incredible and surprising.
There are some moments in life, some feelings; one can only point to them and pass by.
Great passions are for the great of soul, and great events can be seen only by those who are on a level with them
Ivy waved her wet handkerchief, as much as to say 'words cannot possibly articulate my profound distress'. Then, because Ivy never settled for meaningful gestures when verbal embellishments could compound the effect, she said, "Words cannot possibly articulate my profound distress.
I have lived too completely, I think. I have known every human emotion.
The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.
Every human feeling is greater and larger than its exciting cause-a proof, I think, that man is designed for a higher state of existence.
All Profound things, and emotions of things are preceded and attended by Silence.
Nothing is sadder than laughter; nothing more beautiful, more magnificent, more uplifting and enriching than the terror of deep despair.
David Foster Wallace, in my opinion, is one of the greatest writers we've ever had, certainly in the last twenty years. His obvious dominance of the English language is partnered with honest moments and the most beautifully dark sensibility.
Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. The loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude.
I feel things deeply.
With subtle and finely-wrought temperaments it is always so. Their strong passions must either bruise or bend. They either slay the man, or themselves die. Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. The loves and the sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude.
The heart of a man is like deep water
Words spoken in deep love or deep hate set things in motion in the human heart that can never be reversed.
Our great thoughts, our great affections, the truths of our life, never leave us. Surely they can not separate from our consciousness, shall follow it whithersoever that shall go, and are of their nature divine and immortal.
