Quotes About Spirit

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Un fantasma è l'anima d'un morto che non sa d'essere morto.

Thornton's doubt was strong in his face, but his fighting spirit was aroused—the fighting spirit that soars above odds, fails to recognize the impossible, and is deaf to all save the clamor for battle.

Thornton tenía la duda pintada claramente en el semblante, pero aquello despertó su espíritu de lucha, el que hace crecer al hombre ante las dificultades, le impide aceptar lo imposible y lo hace sordo a todo lo que no sea el clamor de la batalla.

But even in my life I saw the leaching of spirit. A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength. Light, warmth, food, water, were free to all men, and gained by a minimum of effort. So the people of Ampridatvir, released from toil, gave increasing attention to faddishness, perversity, and the occult.

Life is a peculiar commodity, with dimensions of its own. Still, if you were to live a million years, engaged in continual pleasures of mind, spirit and body, so that every day you discovered a new delight, or solved an antique puzzle, or overcame a challenge; even a single hour wasted in torpor, somnolence or passivity would be as reprehensible as if the fault were committed by an ordinary person, with scanty years to his life.

There are wounds of the spirit as grave as wounds of the flesh, and they, too, need healing.

To prayerfully remember is to cooperate with God in the "re-membering" of ourselves. It is to actively engage with the Spirit in uniting those fragmented areas of ourselves that have been split off and alienated through sin.

My neck and shoulders and back ached fiercely after a day spent bending over boxes of starch. I tried singing softly to keep my spirits up, but the only songs I knew by heart were the hymns we sang at school. After one verse of 'He Who Would Valiant Be' I was in tears. I thought of Olivia and Mr Andrews. I was in such a state I almost felt nostalgic for hawk-nosed Mounty.

If her soul were a room, it was as if a light were now shinning in a corner that had been dark.

because you can't encourage independence of spirit and expect a child to remain hanging on to your skirts.

when greeted, in case the ghostly specter

Think of a dead body as if you are viewing a set of clothing, Maisie—but consider it as the attire the soul has worn for many a year.

Deconstruction never had meaning or interest, at least in my eyes, than as a radicalization, that is to say, also within the tradition of a certain Marxism, in a certain spirit of Marxism

So You will be what you will to be; Let failure find its false content In that poor word, 'environment,' But spirit scorns it, and is free.

Be not impatient in delays But wait as one who understands; When spirit rises and commands The gods are ready to obey.

You will be what you will to be; Let failure find its false content In that poor word, environment, But spirit scorns it, and is free.

The realization of divine knowledge, selfless Love, utterly destroys the spirit of condemnation, disperses all evil, and lifts the consciousness to that height of pure vision where Love, Goodness, Justice are seen to be universal, supreme, all-conquering, indestructible.

Las circunstancias son el medio por el que el alma recibe lo que le corresponde.

She sensed that what her aunt spoke of as love was something else—a bribe, a threat, an indecent will to power. She knew that the kind of imprisonment that love might impose was also, mysteriously, a freedom for the soul and spirit, was water in the dry place, and had nothing to do with the prisons, churches, laws, rewards, and punishments, that so positively cluttered the landscape of her aunt's mind.

Uncle Tom's Cabin, then, is activated by what might be called a theological terror, the terror of damnation; and the spirit that breathes in this book, hot, self-righteous, fearful, is not different from that spirit of medieval times which sought to exorcize evil by burning witches; and is not different from that terror which activates a lynch mob.

had been beautiful, and if God had not given her a spirit so demure, she might, with ironic gusto, have acted out that rape in the fields forever. Since she could not be considered a woman, she could only be looked on as a harlot, a source of delight more bestial and mysteries more shaking than any a proper woman could provide. Lust stirred in the eyes of men when they looked at Deborah, lust that could not be endured because it was so impersonal, limiting communion to

I ached abruptly, intolerably, with a longing to go home; not that hotel, in one of the alleys of Paris, where the concierge barred the way with my unpaid bill; but home, home across the ocean, to things and people I knew and understood; to those things, those places, those people which I would always helplessly, and in whatever bitterness of spirit, love above all else.

That moving carcass does but very inadequately symbolizes you....a subtle and immortal spirit.