Quotes from Thomas Moore

The harp that once through Tara's hallsThe soul of music shed,Now hangs as mute on Tara's wallsAs if that soul were fled.

And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls,Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.

Came but for friendship, and took away love.

Go where glory waits thee!But while fame elates thee,Oh, still remember me!

Study until twenty-five, investigation until forty, profession until sixty, at which age I would have him retired on a double allowance.

Ev'ry season hath its pleasures: Spring may boast her flow'ry prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures Brighten autumn's sob'rer time... Nor regret the blossoms dying, While we still can taste the fruit.

I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.

A friendship that like love is warm A love like friendship, steady.

A soul mate is someone to whom we feel profoundly connected, as though the communication and communing that take place between us were not the product of intentional efforts, but rather a divine grace. This kind of relationship is so important to the soul that many have said there is nothing more precious in life.

It may help us, in those times of trouble, to remember that love is not only about relationship, it is also an affair of the soul.

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

Education is not the piling on of learning, information, data, facts, skills, or abilities--that's training or instruction--but is rather a making visible what is hidden as a seed... To be educated, a person doesn't have to know much or be informed, but he or she does have to have been exposed vulnerably to the transformative events of an engaged human life... One of the greatest problems of our time is that many are schooled but few are educated.

And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers Is always the first to be touched by the thorns.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Fight on my men,"says Sir Andrew Barton, I am hurt,but I am not slain; I'll lay me down and bleed a-while, And then I'll rise and fight again".

We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.

Finding the right work is like discovering your own soul in the world.

The devil...the prowde spirite...cannot endure to be mocked.

The ordinary acts we practice every day at home are of more importance to the soul than their simplicity might suggest.

A genuine odyssey is not about piling up experiences. It is a deeply felt, risky, unpredictable tour of the soul.

It's important to be heroic, ambitious, productive, efficient, creative, and progressive, but these qualities don't necessarily nurture soul. The soul has different concerns, of equal value: downtime for reflection, conversation, and reverie; beauty that is captivating and pleasuring; relatedness to the environs and to people; and any animal's rhythm of rest and activity.

You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.

When we relate to our bodies as having soul, we attend to their beauty, their poetry and their expressiveness. Our very habit of treating the body as a machine, whose muscles are like pulleys and its organs engines, forces its poetry underground, so that we experience the body as an instrument and see its poetics only in illness.

How many times do we lose an occasion for soul work by leaping ahead to final solutions without pausing to savor the undertones? We are a radically bottom-line society, eager to act and to end tension, and thus we lose opportunities to know ourselves for our motives and our secrets.