Quotes About Soul

the sole test of music is its power to exalt the soul.

This is th' abyss. Behold wherein I lurk The lazar-house my mind, wherein do work The horrid charnel-priests, whose loathly song Sickens my soul, and quells the spirit strong.

It is as if the first diviner of absinthe had been indeed a magician intent upon a combination of sacred drugs which should cleanse, fortify and perfume the human soul.

Like clouds in rain, like seas Exultant as they roll, We mix in ecstasies, And, as breeze melts in breeze, Thy soul becomes my soul.

El alma tiene extraños refugios.

I gradually became aware that my interiority was inseparable from my exteriority, that the geography of my city was the geography of my soul.

Intentions are deep waters in a human heart

A word is a spark in the movement of the heart

Temo che il senso della vita sia estorcere la felicità a se stessi, tutto il resto è una forma di lusso dell'animo, o di miseria, dipende dai casi.

Das Spinngewebe seiner Seele war wieder zu einer Falle für jene sonderbaren Fliegen geworden, die man Ideen nennt.

Il mondo, magari, non l'aveva visto mai. Ma erano ventisette anni che il mondo passava su quella nave: ed erano ventisette anni che lui, su quella nave, lo spiava. E gli rubava l'anima.

How is love between two people a sin? Love isn't about gender; it's about two souls uniting.

How is love between two people a sin? Love isn't about gender; it's about two souls uniting. But okay, let's just suppose it is a sin. Then isn't that between God and the people involved? Who are you to judge? [...] Time and again, Jesus' message was, 'How can you say, Let me take the speck out of your eye, when there is a log in your own?

What is left of you once your clothes have had their say?

But he'll never be fully recognised, because Scots literature these days is all about complaining and moaning and being injured in one's soul.

Mr. J.L.B Matekoni, she asked, do you think that our souls grow as we get older? He did not answer immediately, but when he did, she thought his answer quite perfect. Yes, he said. Our souls get wider. They grow like the branches of a tree--growing outwards. And more birds come and make their homes in these branches. And sing a bit more. He stopped and looked a little awkward. I'm talking nonsense, Mma. You're not, she said.

At the heart of Scots culture, though, was an awful interdiction of such emotional closeness between men and women; a terrible separation inflicted by a distorted football-obsessed emotional tyranny, such a deep injury of the soul.

She had brought all of this on herself, and so she had, in a sense, got what she deserved. But, even so, she had a soul like everyone else, and one should not crow over the defeat even of those who richly deserve to be defeated. That was dangerous, because then you yourself might get what you deserve for reveling in the misfortunes of another.

She had brought all of this on herself, and so she had, in a sense, got what she deserved. But, even so, Mma Ramotswe reminded herself, she had a soul like everyone else, and one should not crow over the defeat even of those who richly deserve to be defeated. That was dangerous, because then you yourself might get what you deserve for reveling in the misfortunes of another.

Ask anybody what their idea of heaven is, and the answer will reveal that person's soul.

Regularity without some metaphysical value behind it, some beauty of soul or character, was more disappointing – and indeed repulsive – than the honestly haphazard, the humanly messy.

Why do you ask that dog if he has a soul?" Mma Ramotswe sighed. "It's very complicated, Rra. You see…Well, you see: Mma Makutsi said dogs were just meat inside. Those were her actual words." "She's wrong," he said. "I think so. I

It was an innocent enough activity, after all; like looking at the sky, perhaps, when the sun was going down and had made the clouds copper-red, or looking at a herd of fine cattle moving slowly over the land when rains had brought on the sweet green grass. These were pleasures which the soul needed from time to time, and she would wait for Mma Makutsi until she had examined the shoes from all angles.

We still, alas, cannot forestall it- This dreadful ailment's heavy toll; The spleen is what the English call it, We call it simply, Russian soul.