“I must be a mermaid … I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.” ― Anaïs Nin
Someone I know recently used that term, “shallow,” to describe a man I adored. Revered. Now long deceased, he won’t care what anyone calls him. True, he never read Nietzsche, or Nin for that matter, but he was a kind man and he always made me feel welcome and listened to. I don’t think you have to be educated in order to have depth.
It’s good, I think, to suspect those around you of having unsounded depths.
And a good place to look for poems.