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Quotes About Soul

Vat have you been up to, Governor?' Skip asked with an Arnold Swarzenegger accent. The relentless pursuit of crime,' John said. He pronounced crime with a long southern drawl and a wink. Then he burst into laugher with the rest of them. Seeing him jogging at the park had cracked a window so I could peek into his soul. Seeing him with his friends threw the window wide open. He was so nineteen.
~ Jennifer Echols
Seeing him jogging at the park had cracked the window so I could peek into his soul. Seeing him with his friends threw the window wide open. He was so nineteen.
~ Jennifer Echols
I'd sold my soul to get out of detention.
~ Jennifer Lynn Barnes
I think everything must have a soul and a memory, even tigers and roses, even snow. And, of course, old Shep, who spends his days sleeping by the fire, eyes closed, paws moving, because he's still a young dog in his dreams. How can you dream if you don't have a soul?
~ Jennifer McMahon
How can you dream if you don't have a soul?
~ Jennifer McMahon
Aurelius says that one reason it doesn't matter how long you live is that this is not theatre, that the whole is not the thing. Each moment is the thing. "The soul obtains its own end, wherever the limit of life may be fixed. Not as...in a play...where the whole action is incomplete if anything cuts it short; but in every part and wherever it be stopped, it makes what has been set before it full and complete, so that it can say, 'I have what is my own.
~ Jennifer Michael Hecht
If a song's meant to stay around, you carry it with you in your bones.
~ Jennifer Niven
He quotes an ancient Vedic hymn: " 'May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul … Or go to the waters if it suits thee there,' " Finch finishes." "As he (the sheriff) talks, I lie back against the ground, the blanket wrapped around me, and say to the sky, "May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul.… You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.
~ Jennifer Niven
As he talks, I lie back against the ground, the blanket wrapped around me, and say to the sky, "May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul, You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.
~ Jennifer Niven
Music did that to me, just like God was supposed to, because music seemed both magic and holy.
~ Jennifer Niven
Sometimes you got to just feel, especially when it comes to music. Notes, scales, they just get in the way.
~ Jennifer Niven
Written on the wall behind them was: 'Blues for the body, food for the soul.
~ Jennifer Niven
May your eye go to the Sun To the wind your soul You are all the colours in one, at full brightness.
~ Jennifer Niven
The personality and the ego scream, while the soul whispers.
~ Elmore Leonard
I have but one passion—that of light. This I ask for in the name of humanity, which has suffered so much, and which has a claim to happiness. My passionate protest is but the cry of my soul. Let anyone who dares bring me before an Assize Court, and let the inquiry be held in broad daylight. I am waiting.
~ Émile Zola
Things...oh! you can't imagine what they were like! Things that get you here, somehow, at the back of your head, like a woman breathing down your neck...Not like a kiss...No, more insubstantial that that,,,a breath, a soft, faint breath. Oh! it's like...like feeling your soul going out of your body! (71)
~ Émile Zola
From then on, the pavement of Plassans burned his feet. He was seen prowling on the promenades like a soul in pain. Then he decided suddenly, he left for Paris.
~ Émile Zola
I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
~ Emily Bronte
What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
~ Emily Bronte
Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
~ Emily Bronte
Sea cual fuere la sustancia de la que están hechas las almas, la suya y la mía son idénticas
~ Emily Bronte
He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
~ Emily Bronte
He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul.
~ Emily Bronte
Si es cierto que yo te maté, persígueme. Se asegura que la víctima persigue a su asesino. Hazlo, pues, sigueme, hasta que me enloquezcas. Pero no me dejes solo en este abismo. ¡no puedo vivir sin mi vida! ¡no puedo vivir sin mi alma!
~ Emily Bronte