Quotes About Soul

It is the taste of forgetting. Of sleep and dreams with no waking. Never to long or yearn, to struggle or hurt or love or desire ever again. And I understand that this is what it truly means to lose your soul.

Can we really conquer chaos so easily? If that were so, I should be able to prune the pandemonium of my own soul into something neat and tidy rather than this maze of wants and needs and misgivings that has me forever feeling as if I cannot fit into the landscape of things.

And just as I begin to believe that all is well, there is some subtle change in the light. The room takes its true shape. I fight to go back to that blissful ignorance, but it is too late. The dull pain of truth weights my soul, pulling it under. I am left hopelessly awake.

Dreams are where we will meet again. In love, in yearning, in fear. Dreams, like countries, are ideas: all reality gestates first inside a dream. Dreams are information for those who read their tea leaves come morning. They are tiny little maps of souls. Of every secret, we push aside while we are awake.....Dreams know you better than you know yourself.

Worry and anxiety give a small thing a big shadow, and this shadow creates problems, not just in the soul and spirit, but in the body.

Slavegirls' brats, sir, are not heralded by proud fathers in the 'Daily Gazette.' The fact that I exist is marked only by my standing here before you, blood and bone decked out in a new dress. The modern philosophers may grant me a soul, but nobody – lord, nobody – burdens me with a fate to be foreseen!

In a great little book that he had the moral courage to publish during the First World War, Sigmund Freud traces physical heroism back to the fact that every man of intelligence knows that he must some day die, but that no man, in his innermost soul, ever believes in his own death.

I shall not importune him with any opinion of my own as to why I, at bottom a contemplative soul asking nothing better than to live in peace and to be able to read and to write, have been condemned to lead such a stormy existence so fraught with upheavals.

The whole course of human history may depend on a change of heart in one solitary and even humble individual.… For it is in the solitary mind and soul of the individual that the battle between good and evil is waged and ultimately won or lost. —M. SCOTT PECK Women

The Lord Jesus is a deep sea of joy; my soul shall dive therein, shall be swallowed up in the delights of his society.

...if our humanity - our soul as a society - is overtaken by the materiel and cosmetic, there will be no hope of peace.

May the joy of our fidelity to the highest and best within us be ours as we keep our love and our marriages, our society and our souls, as pure as they were meant to be.

Society destroys your individuality, your soul.

Offen love between two people intensifies not because of beauty or some advantage, but because of sheer spiritual affinity.

God is the Soul of all souls - The Supreme Soul - The Supreme Consciousness.

You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.

True freedom is always spiritual. It has something to do with your innermost being, which cannot be chained, handcuffed, or put into a jail.

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience; we are spiritual beings having a human experience.

Settle yourself in solitude, and you will come upon God in yourself.

Each soul in entering the material experience does so for those purposes of advancement towards that awareness of being fully conscious of the oneness with the Creative Forces.

Your own soul is nourished when you are kind; it is destroyed when you are cruel.

Contemplation is nothing else but a secret, peaceful, and loving infusion of God, which, if admitted, will set the soul on fire with the Spirit of love.

Just as the Atman (Soul) is the reality underlying the conscious powers of an individual, so the Supreme Soul (God) is the eternal quiet underneath the drive and activity of the universe.

We lose our souls if we lose the experience of the forest, the butterflies, the song of the birds, if we can't see the stars at night.