Quotes About Spirit

Death row is a nightmare to serial killers and ax murderers. For an innocent man, it's a life of mental torture that the human spirit is not equipped to survive.

Every spirit that does not confess that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is not of God. And this is the spirit of the Antichrist, which you have heard was coming, and is now already in the world. (1 John 4:3)

O Cisne Foi em abril, eu me lembro, embora em meu espírito fosse dezembro, Que um pássaro ferido foi retirado da escuridão do lago, As penas brancas brilharam ao sol, e de sua boca escorreu a água negra, Enquanto por dentro minha voz gritava até pensar que meu coração iria se partir; Fui eu quem assistiu à sua morte, seguindo à deriva, à deriva, esperando em sua vigília Que Deus levasse sua alma.

The Swan It was April, I remember, though my spirit was December, When a broken bird was lifted from the darkness of the lake, In the sun white feathers gleaming, from her mouth black water streaming, While within my voice was screaming until I thought my heart would break; It was I who watched her dying, drifting, drifting, waiting in her wake For God her soul to take.

The idea that humiliation is some capital crime of the spirit is a fiction. The sentences we hand down for losing control and succumbing to physical limits in life are arbitrary acts of self-loathing. All human beings have bodies that define their existence and which can veto the best-laid plans of the mind and soul.

you know the way of the wind in the night—the desolate alleys my soul takes

you cannot teach art—you cannot make a soul

In theory, say you did have thousands of people—no, thousands of systems—enraged at a hypothetical Galactic Empire in a faraway galaxy. But they're all upset over local matters, over particular grievances, and they never get together on anything. So they get no strength in numbers, no strategic advantages from cooperation. They're easy to divide and conquer. And worst of all, no common spirit ever develops.

In the postmillennial framework the key to the church's hope is faith in the sovereignty of God and the power of the Spirit, not in world conditions as such.

Ghosts may also exist because we will them to exist.

My spirit is too weak—mortalityWeighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,And each imagin'd pinnacle and steepOf godlike hardship, tells me I must dieLike a sick Eagle looking at the sky.

Whose heart doth hold the Christmas glow Hath little need of Mistletoe; Who bears a smiling grace of mien Need waste no time on wreaths of green; Whose lips have words of comfort spread Needs not the holly-berries red— His very presence scatters wide The spirit of the Christmastide.

Freedom is not from the outside. It's of the inside.

Shahid was the free spirit of the Kamal family: a dreamer, an idealist, a wanderer on the face of the earth--or, as Ahmed would put it, a lazy fuckwit.

Well, Jeff Buckley for me is one of the greatest singers I've ever heard. And the reason why is he has an amazing range, amazing emotional power in his voice. And the music he put around it also just had this passion and this soul to it and this spirit to it that very few artists have, and he passed at a very young age.

Someday we will be only spirit, and all one; but here on earth we're made of earth, and sometimes flesh must touch.

I guess you can't live at full-on intensity forever. Lying on the bed of my cell in the dark, trembling, waiting for the soldiers to come in and shoot me - you just can't keep doing that. There's something in the human spirit that won't let you live that way.

I began to think the damage to our country, to us even, went so deep now that it would never fully be repaired. I realised the worst damage wasn't the bombed buildings, the burnt-out cars, the shattered windows. It wasn't even the neglected farms and the holes in the fences and the crops gone to seed. It was the damage deep inside us. Words like spirit and soul started to mean more to me now.

My survival was up to me. I had nothing and I had no one. What I did have, I told myself, was my mind, my imagination, my memory, my feelings, my spirit. These were important and powerful things.

The essence of our effort to see that every child has a chance must be to assure each an equal opportunity, not to become equal, but to become different-to realize whatever unique potential of body, mind and spirit he or she possesses.

Music shapes and shivers into endless colours, nuanced and diverse, and eternally creative. It is Spirit taking form.

A wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels

Christians have not always been good stewards of the message of salvation in Christ. Religious persecution, injustice, and wars have all been committed in His name. We should not partake in that spirit. When our responsibility is rightly understood, we will practice it now, and we will spend eternity studying this mystery of love.

As one broods over these queer collections, it seems easier to understand - with an understanding which is not, I hope, distorted in the other direction - this strange spirit, who was tempted by the Devil to believe at the time when within these walls he. was solving so much, that he could reach all the secrets of God and Nature by the pure power of mind Copernicus and Faustus in one.