The profound nature of Jasmine’s confession left him utterly stunned. For years she had…how could she? How could he have missed it? It was so obvious…and now, on top of the sense of betrayal, he simply felt foolish.
There was a silence that persisted in between them, an emptiness of thought instilled with a maelstrom of emotion neither of them knew how to convey. A profound sense of completion that filled their crevices into a swelling tide that rushed over them entirely, wholly bathed in something new in style, ancient in tradition.
Profound. What qualifies something as profound? Who’s thoughts are profound. Is profound like beauty, is it in the eye of the beholder? Does that mean that everyone is capable of having profound thoughts? Are all thoughts profound? Why try to classify what is profound? Don’t mark off your thoughts as not profound because tells you they aren’t. If you believe you have a profound idea, pursue it. Profound is what you make of it.
I was hired to investigate the missing child because the local sheriff had his head up his ass basically. This was back in the old days, before all that fancy criminal science stuff and the like. When I found her they gave me two million dollars and I ended up elsewhere.
She was, in a word, profound. She was other things, of course. Brash. Loud. Perfect. Dainty. She reminded me of a doll. The kind your mom buys you for your fifth birthday, with the extra long eyelashes and the curls that spring back into place no matter how many times you pull them down. She was dirty, too. She cursed a lot. She drank and smoked and yelled. She was a right bundle of contradictions. If I had to chose just one word to describe her, though, it would be profound. Without a doubt. She was, in a word, profound.
a story once told full of empty promises and lies
lost hope
endless hope
laughs or anticipation
over and over again
profound lost information
creating lost lines and paths into well light open spaces
It’s something big or small – the image of a raindrop on a blade of grass; hearing the first “I love you,” or even more so, an “I hate you”; watching clouds move over the sun; taking in the giant city. I hope you find some every day.
I have no idea what this word means. I was very profound when I met you. This word is absolutely lame. I have no idea what this word means. This Fredrick Douglass book is going to kill me. I need to write my book report on it and I can’t because I have writers block. FML! The book was very well written but I have ten pages left to read. Th book was pretty great though.
It’s rather funny, you know, this feeling she has. Like everything means nothing and nothing means everything and it’s so damn confusing but she can’t even think when he’s nearby. His gaze is intense, as if he’s understanding a thousand and one thoughts she could never put into words. And his speeches? Profound.
It was strange how profound she was. All the time. High off her ass. Crazy drunk. Fast asleep. That girl knew what to say. How to say it. When to say it. She just got it. She was everything I wasn’t: eloquent, smart, sexy, funny. I hated her. Almost as much as I loved her. And I loved her a whole hell of a lot.
What if you don’t want to write about this word? Can you skip. RARRRR. I know this is a poor start. But I need a thought-provoking word. PROFOUND…. sorry doesn’t provoke any profounding stories or snippets from me.
He felt profound, even if just for a moment. A sense of pride washed over him and he could help the smile that was growing on his face. He felt like the world was his for the taking, and began making a list of all the impossible feats he would accomplish.
There are many profound things in this earth. All of the 7 wonders of the world are very profound. Just look at the Egyptian Pyramids; that’s one of the most profound things on this earth, along with the Stonehenge, and many others.
I have a booger stuck to my thumb as I type this. I was told not to think about it before I began, but it really is profoundly upsetting to me. I don’t know where I’m going to put it. It won’t have a home, and it will grow up to be resentful and bitter and probably either have an unhappy marriage or end up in prison. Sorry little dude.
Molly Schoff was a very PROFOUND person, for lack of a better word. Many people described her as the following: strange, weird, odd, crazy, loud, dirty, ridiculous, and beautiful. She was all of these things, of course, but mostly, she was profound.
However, there were reasons people called her the other things.
She was strange because, every night at exactly 9, she could be seen dancing near the graffiti wall, eyes closed, swaying to an eerie tune, oblivious to the faces peering out of windows and doors…watching.
She was weird because she had an accent that no one could quite figure out. Was it spanish? irish? australian? british? When they asked her about her accent, Molly would laugh and tell them that she didn’t have an accent…that was just her voice: her voice was unique.
She was odd because every day she seemed to dress up as someone different. One day she would wear a hoodie and dark jeans, the next she wore a bright pink blouse and polka dotted shorts, She also dyed her hair different colors: no one knew what the natural color really was, and neither did she.
She was crazy because she signed up for every class, tried out for everything, and had such a busy schedule that people often wondered if she even slept at night. However, despite this, she always managed to do charity work, or talk to someone who was sad, or break up a fight, or have a cheerful smile ready for everyone and anyone she passed by.
She was loud because she always stood up for what she believed in, and she stated her opinion loud and clear, with no fear in her eyes. She had an amazing power in her mouth: she could make people listen, understand, see things from a different point of view. Some called it dangerous. Some called it scary. Most thought it was wonderful.
She was dirty because although she never said any swear words or wore anything too revealing, the way she walked and the way she talked and the way she acted would make her stand out in a bar or a dance club. Perhaps it was just that mischevious look in her eye, or the way she would often come out of nowhere, but guys couldn’t keep their eyes off of her, and girls were immensely jealous, although they didn’t show it.
She was ridiculous because she always tried her best at everything that came her way, and when something didn’t work out right, she would start over from scratch and she would never give up on it until it was perfect. Her finished work made people stand, stare, and gaze at her masterpieces in awe and admiration.
Lastly, she was beautiful because she never wore any makeup, and she was never afraid to be completely and totally and definetly herself whenever, wherever, or however. She wasn’t particularly pretty on the outside, but her inner beauty shone so brightly, that it hardly mattered.
Molly was a beacon of light in the dark. She was amazing. But mostly, she was just profound.
You can’t be lost, if you are profound. A profound moment carries meaning and clarity. It is stepping out of the mist and into realization and knowledge. It is deep and impactful. It can be painful and sharp.
Deeper than the core
of the apple that eats itself
A venomous bite
from the mouth a hallucination
Like inexistent whispers
From the future of your kind
Profound, is a word that can describe many things, but I hardly ever use it. I think that a lot in my life is profound. like my Girlfriend, and how we are already so close, and how I feel like I can just forget everything when I’m wit her, and How I am kind, when the world is so cruel. I am kind, and I try my best to be at all times. however, the world is still broken, and mean, and dark, no matter how hard I try. That I think is profound
It was strange to think that every thing she did could be so important, so profound. It made it hard to breathe, hard to live when every word she spoke was a butterfly’s wing and his death was a tsunami on the other side of the world.
She looked at him and turned around, gazing at the open road in front of them. How was this possible? He had done this to her and yet he looked so… Profound. She decided it was time. She closed her eyes and started to walk.
Deep like an ocean abyss but subtly sublime as one being stuck on a ledge of a trench. Thought provoking and inspiring, capable of making one pause for but a moment and say, “Ah”.
should i write about the word profound in the dictionary. or a profound experience Ive had? Maybe I ought to break it down into syllables, or prefix and suffix. This writing experience is profoundly impacting my imagination.
this is a word that is profound in nature. or at least this is a sentence in which the word profound sounds very nice in. it is profound knowledge to have the best knowledge. and it’s the best knowledge when it is profound.
something that’s deep and important. profound is bigger than you are, bigger than most things. something is profound when is takes a lot of complex thinking.
he swallowed, trying again to say something profound. His words would just never flow the way he wanted them to, and always ended up dribbling out some drivel that didn’t impress anyone.
He closed his eyes, sighing, turned and walked out the door. He’d have to come up with a better exit at some point in his life to make one of his many departures unforgettable. This just would have to be one of the forgettable ones.
What a word. Profound is overrated, isn’t it? Just as everything else in this world is. We say things are profound, but what is profound, anyway? The better question is- how is profound?
MAn, I never thought happy people could stiil be smart. I think that happy AND SAD ARE really the same thing, it just dempnds on the current situation, and how much, in that instence, you want to kill yourself. I’m atually fairly certian that those are the only differences. .That you had to be angsty, and sick, and misunderstood, just to have someone find you and be loved, and then you could be happy. But, right now, I’m happy, and I think that if you’re just as happy as you can possibly be, all the time, then you don’t need someone else to find you. Because you found you, and that’s even better. And then, if you’re very, very smart, you can show the you you found to someone else. And then you’re still found, loved. So you’re at the same happy place. But you got there with a lot more happy.
When I think of the word profound nothing special comes to mind. As I ponder a little longer I think on how profound my relationship with my husband has become over the years. It has grown, given us both courage and has profoundly change my life completely.
this idea that i have is so unimaginable that when i try to talk about it my mouth goes all dry because its so profound. im not afraid of what you think because i like to sing and scream at people. im not really sure what profound means though but its a big word. not long word but big, as in it sounds big.
Profound means deep or intensive. It can be used with respect as in I have profound respect for his opinion. it is synonymous with impressive. it might be used to describe something that was moving as in “that touched me profoundly.” It is a word that conveys dignity and depth. It is not used enough, considering how powerful it can be.
I don’t know how it is that you do these things but I feel that I can actually connect with what you have. You see I have this umpf. this majestic feeling towards you that I cannot fathom. Maybe that’s why it’s profound
profound, he speaks. the blind man at the front of the room, of his days as a young man. His accent, sounds like my grandfather’s and immediately I am struck. I’m sorry, I think. Should have gone while I had the time.
Profound is all of the things that we are typing about in this one word. Profound is the echo of the words as they reach your ears in this divine moment of clarity and devotion to the one profound word.
The profound nature of Jasmine’s confession left him utterly stunned. For years she had…how could she? How could he have missed it? It was so obvious…and now, on top of the sense of betrayal, he simply felt foolish.
A profound experience stays with you like memory buried deep inside your soul. It resurfaces when you least expect it and leaves you speechless.
There was a silence that persisted in between them, an emptiness of thought instilled with a maelstrom of emotion neither of them knew how to convey. A profound sense of completion that filled their crevices into a swelling tide that rushed over them entirely, wholly bathed in something new in style, ancient in tradition.
Profound. What qualifies something as profound? Who’s thoughts are profound. Is profound like beauty, is it in the eye of the beholder? Does that mean that everyone is capable of having profound thoughts? Are all thoughts profound? Why try to classify what is profound? Don’t mark off your thoughts as not profound because tells you they aren’t. If you believe you have a profound idea, pursue it. Profound is what you make of it.
I was hired to investigate the missing child because the local sheriff had his head up his ass basically. This was back in the old days, before all that fancy criminal science stuff and the like. When I found her they gave me two million dollars and I ended up elsewhere.
She was, in a word, profound. She was other things, of course. Brash. Loud. Perfect. Dainty. She reminded me of a doll. The kind your mom buys you for your fifth birthday, with the extra long eyelashes and the curls that spring back into place no matter how many times you pull them down. She was dirty, too. She cursed a lot. She drank and smoked and yelled. She was a right bundle of contradictions. If I had to chose just one word to describe her, though, it would be profound. Without a doubt. She was, in a word, profound.
a story once told full of empty promises and lies
lost hope
endless hope
laughs or anticipation
over and over again
profound lost information
creating lost lines and paths into well light open spaces
It’s something big or small – the image of a raindrop on a blade of grass; hearing the first “I love you,” or even more so, an “I hate you”; watching clouds move over the sun; taking in the giant city. I hope you find some every day.
I have no idea what this word means. I was very profound when I met you. This word is absolutely lame. I have no idea what this word means. This Fredrick Douglass book is going to kill me. I need to write my book report on it and I can’t because I have writers block. FML! The book was very well written but I have ten pages left to read. Th book was pretty great though.
It’s rather funny, you know, this feeling she has. Like everything means nothing and nothing means everything and it’s so damn confusing but she can’t even think when he’s nearby. His gaze is intense, as if he’s understanding a thousand and one thoughts she could never put into words. And his speeches? Profound.
It was strange how profound she was. All the time. High off her ass. Crazy drunk. Fast asleep. That girl knew what to say. How to say it. When to say it. She just got it. She was everything I wasn’t: eloquent, smart, sexy, funny. I hated her. Almost as much as I loved her. And I loved her a whole hell of a lot.
Niesche
Camus
kafka
marx
THose moments when you were young and you felt completely infinite
The simplest things
What if you don’t want to write about this word? Can you skip. RARRRR. I know this is a poor start. But I need a thought-provoking word. PROFOUND…. sorry doesn’t provoke any profounding stories or snippets from me.
He felt profound, even if just for a moment. A sense of pride washed over him and he could help the smile that was growing on his face. He felt like the world was his for the taking, and began making a list of all the impossible feats he would accomplish.
There are many profound things in this earth. All of the 7 wonders of the world are very profound. Just look at the Egyptian Pyramids; that’s one of the most profound things on this earth, along with the Stonehenge, and many others.
I have a booger stuck to my thumb as I type this. I was told not to think about it before I began, but it really is profoundly upsetting to me. I don’t know where I’m going to put it. It won’t have a home, and it will grow up to be resentful and bitter and probably either have an unhappy marriage or end up in prison. Sorry little dude.
Molly Schoff was a very PROFOUND person, for lack of a better word. Many people described her as the following: strange, weird, odd, crazy, loud, dirty, ridiculous, and beautiful. She was all of these things, of course, but mostly, she was profound.
However, there were reasons people called her the other things.
She was strange because, every night at exactly 9, she could be seen dancing near the graffiti wall, eyes closed, swaying to an eerie tune, oblivious to the faces peering out of windows and doors…watching.
She was weird because she had an accent that no one could quite figure out. Was it spanish? irish? australian? british? When they asked her about her accent, Molly would laugh and tell them that she didn’t have an accent…that was just her voice: her voice was unique.
She was odd because every day she seemed to dress up as someone different. One day she would wear a hoodie and dark jeans, the next she wore a bright pink blouse and polka dotted shorts, She also dyed her hair different colors: no one knew what the natural color really was, and neither did she.
She was crazy because she signed up for every class, tried out for everything, and had such a busy schedule that people often wondered if she even slept at night. However, despite this, she always managed to do charity work, or talk to someone who was sad, or break up a fight, or have a cheerful smile ready for everyone and anyone she passed by.
She was loud because she always stood up for what she believed in, and she stated her opinion loud and clear, with no fear in her eyes. She had an amazing power in her mouth: she could make people listen, understand, see things from a different point of view. Some called it dangerous. Some called it scary. Most thought it was wonderful.
She was dirty because although she never said any swear words or wore anything too revealing, the way she walked and the way she talked and the way she acted would make her stand out in a bar or a dance club. Perhaps it was just that mischevious look in her eye, or the way she would often come out of nowhere, but guys couldn’t keep their eyes off of her, and girls were immensely jealous, although they didn’t show it.
She was ridiculous because she always tried her best at everything that came her way, and when something didn’t work out right, she would start over from scratch and she would never give up on it until it was perfect. Her finished work made people stand, stare, and gaze at her masterpieces in awe and admiration.
Lastly, she was beautiful because she never wore any makeup, and she was never afraid to be completely and totally and definetly herself whenever, wherever, or however. She wasn’t particularly pretty on the outside, but her inner beauty shone so brightly, that it hardly mattered.
Molly was a beacon of light in the dark. She was amazing. But mostly, she was just profound.
i saw a profound looking goat. He said a profound his lost boat. he was not very happy and he started to gloat and this is all that i wrote.
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You can’t be lost, if you are profound. A profound moment carries meaning and clarity. It is stepping out of the mist and into realization and knowledge. It is deep and impactful. It can be painful and sharp.
Deeper than the core
of the apple that eats itself
A venomous bite
from the mouth a hallucination
Like inexistent whispers
From the future of your kind
Profound, is a word that can describe many things, but I hardly ever use it. I think that a lot in my life is profound. like my Girlfriend, and how we are already so close, and how I feel like I can just forget everything when I’m wit her, and How I am kind, when the world is so cruel. I am kind, and I try my best to be at all times. however, the world is still broken, and mean, and dark, no matter how hard I try. That I think is profound
It was strange to think that every thing she did could be so important, so profound. It made it hard to breathe, hard to live when every word she spoke was a butterfly’s wing and his death was a tsunami on the other side of the world.
She was Chaos Theory, in it’s very definition.
Her hand rests in his as they stare out at the stars together.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she says.
“Yeah. It makes me feel so small,” he responds.
Together, they drifted towards the sun in their space capsule.
She looked at him and turned around, gazing at the open road in front of them. How was this possible? He had done this to her and yet he looked so… Profound. She decided it was time. She closed her eyes and started to walk.
Deep like an ocean abyss but subtly sublime as one being stuck on a ledge of a trench. Thought provoking and inspiring, capable of making one pause for but a moment and say, “Ah”.
should i write about the word profound in the dictionary. or a profound experience Ive had? Maybe I ought to break it down into syllables, or prefix and suffix. This writing experience is profoundly impacting my imagination.
this is a word that is profound in nature. or at least this is a sentence in which the word profound sounds very nice in. it is profound knowledge to have the best knowledge. and it’s the best knowledge when it is profound.
something that’s deep and important. profound is bigger than you are, bigger than most things. something is profound when is takes a lot of complex thinking.
he swallowed, trying again to say something profound. His words would just never flow the way he wanted them to, and always ended up dribbling out some drivel that didn’t impress anyone.
He closed his eyes, sighing, turned and walked out the door. He’d have to come up with a better exit at some point in his life to make one of his many departures unforgettable. This just would have to be one of the forgettable ones.
What a word. Profound is overrated, isn’t it? Just as everything else in this world is. We say things are profound, but what is profound, anyway? The better question is- how is profound?
MAn, I never thought happy people could stiil be smart. I think that happy AND SAD ARE really the same thing, it just dempnds on the current situation, and how much, in that instence, you want to kill yourself. I’m atually fairly certian that those are the only differences. .That you had to be angsty, and sick, and misunderstood, just to have someone find you and be loved, and then you could be happy. But, right now, I’m happy, and I think that if you’re just as happy as you can possibly be, all the time, then you don’t need someone else to find you. Because you found you, and that’s even better. And then, if you’re very, very smart, you can show the you you found to someone else. And then you’re still found, loved. So you’re at the same happy place. But you got there with a lot more happy.
When I think of the word profound nothing special comes to mind. As I ponder a little longer I think on how profound my relationship with my husband has become over the years. It has grown, given us both courage and has profoundly change my life completely.
this idea that i have is so unimaginable that when i try to talk about it my mouth goes all dry because its so profound. im not afraid of what you think because i like to sing and scream at people. im not really sure what profound means though but its a big word. not long word but big, as in it sounds big.
Profound means deep or intensive. It can be used with respect as in I have profound respect for his opinion. it is synonymous with impressive. it might be used to describe something that was moving as in “that touched me profoundly.” It is a word that conveys dignity and depth. It is not used enough, considering how powerful it can be.
Deep, beauty, intense, white, plant, wheel, love, ocean, eye, book, dream
I don’t know how it is that you do these things but I feel that I can actually connect with what you have. You see I have this umpf. this majestic feeling towards you that I cannot fathom. Maybe that’s why it’s profound
profound, he speaks. the blind man at the front of the room, of his days as a young man. His accent, sounds like my grandfather’s and immediately I am struck. I’m sorry, I think. Should have gone while I had the time.
Profound is all of the things that we are typing about in this one word. Profound is the echo of the words as they reach your ears in this divine moment of clarity and devotion to the one profound word.
Just like the ocean,
Her eyes were piercing blue.
Deep, unfathomable, overwhelming
You could be sucked into her gaze
And have no way of coming out.