Quotes About Spirituality

I see that any materialism in life coarsens the soul, and that the hunger of the body and the appetites of the flesh desecrate always, and often destroy.

I have also learnt sympathy with suffering. To me, suffering seems now a sacramental thing, that makes those whom it touches holy.

But it appeared to Dorian Gray that the true nature of the senses had never been understood, and that they had remained savage and animal merely because the world had sought to stave them into submission or to kill them by pain, instead of aiming at making them elements of a new spirituality, of which a fine instinct for beauty was to be the dominant characteristic.

My gods dwell in temples made with hands.

All those who come in contact with his [Christ's] personality, even though they may neither bow to his altar or kneel before his priest, in some way find that the ugliness of their sin is taken away and the beauty of their sorrow is revealed to them.

Cada um de nós tem em si o Céu e o Inferno

Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach thy hand For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on thy lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, My heart is as some famine-murdered land Whence all good things have perished utterly, And well I know my soul in Hell must lie If this night before God's throne should stand.

Alma e corpo, corpo e alma, como eram misteriosos! Havia animalismo na alma, e o corpo possuía momentos de espiritualidade.

One hardly knew at times whether one was reading the spiritual ecstasies of some mediaeval saint or the morbid confessions of a modern sinner. It was a poisonous book.

what does it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose'-how does the quotation run?-'his own soul'?

curar el alma por medio de los sentidos, y los sentidos con el alma.

L'inferno e il paradiso sono tutti e due dentro di noi.

Soul and body, body and soul--how mysterious they were! There was animalism in the soul, and the body had its moments of spirituality.

I thought there should in truth be heavy damages for malpractice on human souls.

Often when I have camped here, it has made me want to become the ground, become the water, become the trees, mix with the whole thing. Not know myself from it. Never unmix again.

Get thee behind me, Satan!

True love wasn't found in good hair or the right clothes, make-up or shoes. True love was found in the soul - as was wisdom and compassion

People today, vampyres and humans alike, believe the earth is just a dead thing that they live on—that it is somehow wrong or evil or barbaric to listen to the voices of the souls of the world, and so the heart and the nobility of an entire way of life dried up and withered away…

Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset, my spirit may come to you without shame.

Mercy imagined Freya as part of the earth itself, so every flower and tree, even every blade of grass symbolized her goddess.

As a child of the Goddess, I know that when a being dies, the soul lives on. That dying is only a way of forgetting pain and suffering--that it is a pathway to travel back to the Goddess to be renewed and made strong-- to rest and to one day be ready to return to this realm, for it is spoken by the High Priestess...

May the warm winds of Heaven blow softly on your home And the Great Spirit bless all who enter there Make your moccasins make happy tracks in many snows And may the rainbow always touch your shoulder.

How will it ever be bearable, Priestess?" His voice was rough. He sounded completely broken. "You'll see her again. She's with Nyx now. She'll either wait for you in the Goddess's meadow, or she'll be reborn and her soul will find you again during this lifetime. You can bear it because you know that spirit never really ends-we never really end.

He's like one of those weird birds in India who dissolve themselves into thin air and nip through space in a sort of disembodied way and assemble the parts again just where they want them. I've got a cousin who's what they call a Theosophist, and he says he's often nearly worked the thing himself, but couldn't quite bring it off, probably owing to having fed in his boyhood on the flesh of animals slain in anger and pie.