Quotes about deep-thoughts

Osaka: Ah always wanted to go to the ocean and rifd a dolphin.Sakaki: ...That would be nice.Osaka: Ah know, right?(Osaka and Sakaki stare at the ocean lost in thought; Sakaki imagining riding a dolphin).Yomi: Look at you two space cadets. What's going on?Osaka: We was thinkin' 'bout 'Roids.Sakaki: Eh... No... =,o

in so far as we cherish the tangibles, we must value the intangibles. The intangibles, though as latent as they may seem to be, they are solemnly tangible.

If you're in a war, instead of throwing a hand grenade at the enemy, throw one of those small pumpkins. Maybe it'll make everyone think how stupid war is, and while they are thinking, you can throw a real grenade at them.

Like the number nineeternity is forever mine

You can’t go home again” ─ isn’t necessarily that places change but people do.

I live there...where the birds are infiniteeverywherewhere they fleeit's a place your eyes can wanderbut never seeWhere everyone accepts me,Without any pretenseIt's a place your mind can picturebut never really comprehend.

the ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored.

may my faith always beat the end of the daylike a hummingbird...returningto its favorite flower.

Look athow deeply flawedwe areand yet capable of lovingso perfectly.

I wouldn't mindif life left me...winglessburnt to cindersripped by stormsscattered...like weedscelestially woundedwithout cherry blossomsto perish withbut I would crywith head held in my handsif it left me...unfulfilled.

A strange feeling of lonelinessAdrift near the blue canvasYou may stare long and listen deepYet not know whether sea-shore or sea-snore!

The child is more individualised than the adult, the patient more than the healthy man, the madman and the delinquent more than the normal and the non-delinquent. In each case, it is towards the first of these pairs that all the individualising mechanisms are turned in our civilisation and when one wishes to individualise the healthy, normal and law-abiding adult, it is always by asking him how much of the child he has in him, what secret madness lies within him, what fundamental crime he has dr

In the darkened recesses of the Suburban, my opinion of the vampire rose considerably. There were far worse things than having to drink blood to survive. I could tolerate him, so long as he didn't try to make me his next meal.

I will not just love you till death.I will love you for eternity,this life and the next.

There is a moon,that rests in the quiet cornersof a lover’s lips.

She wondered If I had woken up, would I have smelled his sadness, his desperation, and his detachment? His death, her breath. He told her once, she remembers, these two words have no other rhyme but each other. If she could go back, she thinks -- She would open her eyes, instead of her heart.

In the memories we Survive

A few years after I gave some lectures for the freshmen at Caltech (which were published as the Feynman Lectures on Physics), I received a long letter from a feminist group. I was accused of being anti-women because of two stories: the first was a discussion of the subtleties of velocity, and involved a woman driver being stopped by a cop. There's a discussion about how fast she was going, and I had her raise valid objections to the cop's definitions of velocity. The letter said I was making the

i am permanentlytannedin the summer of poetry.

let my heart always belike it is...this very momentready to explode...with lovea violent rainstorm...with no streamno ocean vast enoughto flow into.

Some express, some write and some just feel it.

you are here.the moontides are here.and that’s all that matters.

All what is existing already existed. We are together for a while pondering in agile world.

There are moments in your life that you'll never forget. Some good, some bad, some life-changing. However, I never thought it was possible to fall in love with a single moment. Especially a moment with a person who's caused you so much pain. Especially when the moment puts you in your place for being a monumental asshole. -Jackson 'Blame It on the Pain

Deepest place in my mind is my thinking and thoughts....Do not try to understand me...Otherwise you will drown in me.

A rain like melting pillows…a rain so beautifulI could neverhave let go ofif not certainthat someday...it would find its wayinto my poem.

Thoughts are powerfulSo be careful

It was then that I realized. There are a thousand ways to break a girl...but it only takes one to kill her. -Alyssa 'Blame It on the Pain

The black clouds and the white clouds,Black means rain White means no rainToday it was different,It rained despite of white clouds.And nobody got wet.

The hands of fate keep time on a heart-shaped clock.

He pondered long over this, for might not another man, returning to another valley, have found none of these things? Why was it given to one man to have his pain transmuted into gladness? Why was it given to one man to have such an awareness of God?

Silence is the best melody.

I have found so much beauty in the dark,as I have found a lot of horror in the light.

Some people think that the world revolves around them but even the Sun is not the center of the Universe.

One of the most powerful lessons silence teaches us is to ponder

One of the most powerful lessons silence teach us is to ponder

The eyes witness what is carved on the surface, but the hearts are witness to something much deeper.

Man can be master of nothing while he fears death, but he who does not fear it possesses all. If there were no suffering, man would not know his limitations, would not know himself. The hardest thing is to be able in your soul to unite the meaning of all. To unite all? Pierre asked himself. "No, not to unite. Thoughts cannot be united, but to harness all these thoughts together is what we need! Yes, one must harness them, must harness them!

Reality. I am stuck. I am hostage to my own destination. When I close my eyes, my wings can take me anywhere in the universe. I abandon myself and I soar. Where only the most profound and intense souls can withstand the sick atmospheres.

Life shouldn’t be measured in hours for the vagueness in which they exist, but moments; moments are memorable and we could easily say that a short life filled with a stock of extraordinary memories is worth a thousand times what a long, boring and loveless one is.

Live free, dream loud, be inspired, find your power.

Jest when we stopped wanting to kill ourselves, we started to die.

When did we all become fluent in this language that none of us wanted to learn?

Live your life in such a way that when you die, you're the one smiling and everyone around you is crying

Winter is going ,but who knows spring will come or not !

All that they lacked was the gift that descended upon the chosen disciples at Pentecost, in tongues of flame; symbolizing, it would seem, not the power of speech in foreign and unknown languages, but that of addressing the whole human brotherhood in the heart's native language.

Don't get too deep, it leads to over thinking, and over thinking leads to problems that doesn't even exist in the first place.

Lynn said, "The blue of the sky is one of the most special colors in the world, because the color is deep but see-through both at the same time. What did I just say?""The sky is special.""The ocean is like that too, and people's eyes."She turned her head toward me and waited. I said, "The ocean and people's eyes are special too."That's how I learned about eyes, sky, and ocean: the three special, deep, colored, see-through things. I turned to Lynnie. Her eyes were deep and black, like mine.

These dreams are disappearingSpeak and be misunderstood Or be silent and goodand as how far as it lookThese dreams are disappearing..Put hopes in a box and tieIt's either protect it or dieMaintain the truth or talk a lieThese dreams are disappearing..Mountains of gold and a lovely cata house by a lake and a lovely chata day in paradise and all of thatThese dreams are disappearing..Chase a purpose of life and doand be the one you wanted toand be with who have always wanted youThese dreams are dis

Give me the strength to leaf, for I fear otherwise we may hang ourselves.

Give me the strength to lead, for I fear otherwise we may hang ourselves.

Even though on the outside we glittered like gold, inside we were almost as black as coal. Sometimes the glitter people saw was only the shattered pieces reflecting among the broken glass.

Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back, A name in your recollection, down among a million same." - A Perfect Circle.

I don't really wanna know what makes you leave, or when you'll be back.I just wanna know what will make me cry at your arrival.

Am I the girl/ Whose giggle crinkles her big eyes/ Or the woman whose small eyes/ Crinkle her vision?

The winter came with blossoms and the bees left their hive,The love was ephemeral when he became the prince charming,And the unbalanced promises couldn't take their stake

If you're waiting for the right time...Time never comes, Time only goes.

How is your book doing?" or "How many copies have you sold?" are the questions for a salesman. To a writer, you better ask "What did you write today?".

The act of putting pen to paper encourages pause for thought, this in turn makes us think more deeply about life, which helps us regain our equilibrium.

Reflections in the heart are more pronounced than those we view in a mirror.

What happens to you here is forever. Understand that in advance. We shall crush you down to the point from which there is no coming back. Things will happen to you from which you could not recover, if you lived a thousand years. Never again will you be capable of ordinary human feeling. Everything will be dead inside you. Never again will you be capable of love, or friendship, or joy of living, or laughter, or curiosity, or courage, or integrity. You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty an

It's the problem with mistakes, they tend to linger.

Fear and hopelessness washed over her. She was looking her own mortality in the face, and it was a horrifying thing to do.

People have come, surpassed my soul and left.I have become hollow and the hollow space inside, hurts.

Think about people in your own life who you have envied for one reason or another. It may surprise you to know that they do not see themselves the way that you do. Maybe they are all smiles on the outside but have personal struggles and trials that you would never guess from first glance.

Nobody should have to die like these people had. I didn't know each of their circumstances, but I had a good guess. These people had died in terror, horror, and pain. More than likely, they had to watch their friends or loved ones die at the same time. Their last moments would have been spent knowing that they would come back and do the same to anyone they could get their hands on, even people they'd spent their life loving.It was not the way any human being should have to go.

I've often heard it said, a preacherMight learn, with a comedian for a teacher.

Werewolves never joke about age,” he said solemnly.“Why not?”Connor shrugged, a smile teasing his lips. “I dunno,” he finally admitted. “I just thought it sounded good.

your voice is a place i want to take shelter in, a place that makes me feel safe and soft.

When the sun and the moon will be identically seen together,When the wind and the water will meet in alliance,When the stars will shine as bright as your emotions, You will find her holding your hands and taking you towards the eternal love of the miraculous world.

Love, an ocean.

Like the sun and the moon loved each other,Like the sky loved the stars,The sun and the moon couldn't shine together and the sky couldn't have stars forever.

The welkin is blue yet in agony,The air and the water has made a pair,As the love was unfaithful and the earth has to suffer, until the time goes backwards.

You are either the person you were or the person you are, eventually you have to let go of one

There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow-that, in short, we are all going

Just because your heart is beating, doesn't mean you're alive.

Without the dark side you would never see the light side of the stars

His walk and stare. Was as poisonous as the air after a nuclear bomb.

She avoids deep thought like an empty restaurant, not out of stupidity, but a canny resolve to be happy.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

Whenever a soul leaves the body a void is felt across the world..

We do not create life, we create death.

If I were a tree, I would have no reason to love a human.

I worry if we die and become stars,how will you hold me? and how will I kiss you?

I mind the unmindful, but I mind my own mind too. Mine your mind, and mine the minds of others. Mind.. you are mine!

But how sane can the mind really be if it doesn't even know its own depth?

I wrestle with my mind, but seldom win.

My head phones always allow me to listen to myself

And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song,in my lilac dawn.

Some things scratch the surface while others strike at your soul.

There is somethingmystically sadand beautifulabouthowi will neversee youagainbut meet youagain and againin poetry.

One of the biggest challenge in life is to see things for what they are instead of what you want them to be.

The center of my sins stuck behind a blocked door, circled by hollow deeds spread on my lifetime’s floor

The deeper thought is, the taller it becomes.

The space between between breaths is measured in moments. But the space between Truths..? Lifetimes.

He is not admiring the colours of the earth and sky, the marks of the wind on the sea, the gilded clouds of twilight; they are the objects of his meditation.

Mountains should be climbed with as little effort as possible and without desire. The reality of your own nature should determine the speed. If you become restless, speed up. If you become winded, slow down. You climb the mountain in an equilibrium between restlessness and exhaustion. Then, when you’re no longer thinking ahead, each footstep isn’t just a means to an end but a unique event in itself. This leaf has jagged edges. This rock looks loose. From this place the snow is less visible, even

everything thing in life goes really really very very deep and ally you have to show the world is ,its just on the SURFACE

When had I stopped being a person with Paranoid Schizophrenia, and become a Paranoid Schizophrenic; defined by my illness?