Quotes About Soul

Oh I know. But feeling is so different than knowing. My common sense tells me all you can say, but there are times where common sense has no power over me. Common nonsense takes possession of my soul.

Usted sabe que si tenemos en nosotros cualquier cosa que nos duele, tratamos de evitar que nadie se acerque y la toque. Creo que esta explicación funciona también con el alma, no solo con nuestros cuerpos

And the awful joy of dreaming that he was young again, with unspoiled life before him, was so great and compelling that it counterbalanced the agony in the realization of a dishonoured old age, following years in which he had squandered the wealth of his soul in ways where Wisdom lifted not her voice.

when common sense has no power over me. Common nonsense takes possession of my soul.

GüneÅŸin ÅŸu tepelerin ard?ndan doÄŸuÅŸunu ve köknarlar?n sivri uçlar? aras?ndan parlay???n? izlemek muhteÅŸem bir ÅŸey. Her gün sanki yenileniyormuÅŸ ve ruhum güneÅŸin bu ilk ???klar?yla y?kan?yormuÅŸ gibi hissediyorum.

I wonder what a soul Ã¢â'¬Â¦ a person's soul Ã¢â'¬Â¦ would look like, said Priscilla dreamily. Like that, I should think, answered Anne, pointing to a radiance of sifted sunlight streaming through a birch tree. Only with shape and features of course. I like to fancy souls as being made of light. And some are all shot through with rosy stains and quivers Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and some have a soft glitter like moonlight on the sea Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and some are pale and transparent like mist at dawn.

Certainly," Augustus said. "I never met a soul in this world as normal as me.

She's just what any puppeteer would give his soul to be. She can't be injured.

My mother feared for my soul, a phrase that sounds to me now comically overblown, yet I remember that those were precisely the words she used.

Deep within, every human being hoards a pitch-black riddle. The darkness of the iris is nothing other than the starless night, the darkness deep in the eye is nothing other than the darkness of the universe.

Vad är det som kommer oss att hela tiden försöka intala oss att de döda föremålen omkring oss har en själ, att ladda dem med betydelser? Kan det vara någonting annat än misstanken att också vi är döda föremål?

You must of course take care to light the matches one at a time. If a powerful emotion should ignite them all at once they would produce a splendor so dazzling that it would illuminate far beyond what we can normally see; and then a brilliant tunnel would appear before our eyes, revealing the path we forgot the moment we were born, and summoning us to regain the divine origin we had lost. The soul ever longs to return to the place from which it came, leaving the body lifeless. . . .

She felt love: real Love. The kind of love that makes no distinction, that doesn't separate, that is not contained within a body. She cried from so much love.

Cada persona tiene que descubrir qué disparará esas explosiones para poder vivir, puesto que la combustión que ocurre cuando uno de los fósforos se enciende es lo que nutre al alma. Ese fuego, en resumen, es su alimento. Si uno no averigua a tiempo qué cosa inicia esas explosiones, la caja de fósforos se humedece y ni uno solo de los fósforos se encenderá nunca.

Si por una emoción muy fuerte se llegan a encender todos los cerillos que llevamos en nuestro interior de un solo golpe, se produce un resplandor tan fuerte que ilumina más allá de lo que podemos ver normalmente y entonces ante nuestros ojos aparece un túnel esplendoroso que nos muestra el camino que olvidamos al momento de nacer y que nos llama a reencontrar nuestro perdido origen divino. El alma desea reintegrarse al lugar de donde proviene, dejando al cuerpo inerte»

Cada persona tiene que descubrir cuáles son sus detonadores para poder vivir, pues la combustión que se produce al encenderse uno de ellos (los cerillos) es lo que nutre de energía al alma.

The thousands of dismembered corpses, lifeless, purposeless, weighed heavily on Malinalli's spirit. Her soul was no longer her own; it had been captured during the struggle by all those silent, defenseless, unspared bodies.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take

The pub door swings open when a man enters. A window of moonlit sky and sea illuminates the darkened pub, and a surge of cold ocean air charges its way inside. It's as if Cuchulainn's raging soul had passed through the doorway.

Three is a sacred number. Some say it represents the trinity or three layers of the soul.

And the moment you care that much, a man has you. He owns a little piece of your soul, and he can beat you to death with it.

Edward glanced at me, then back at Olaf. The Greeks believed that once there were no male and female, that all souls were one. Then the souls were torn apart, male and female. The Greeks thought that when you found the other half of your soul, your soul mate, that it would be your perfect lover. But I think if you find your other half, you would be too much alike to be lovers, but you would still be soul mates.

If the eyes are the window to the soul, then Edward's in trouble 'cause no one is home.

Money doesn't spend in hell, Wilkes. The devil deals in a different coin.