Quotes About Soul

The eyes are the windows of the soul.... If someone was to look into your eyes, what would you want them to see?

Ninety percent of who you are is invisible." - Mrs. Zender

The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.

She would only point out the salvation that was latent in his own soul, and in the soul of every man. Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Live in fragments no longer.

He educated Maurice, or rather his spirit educated Maurice's spirit, for they themselves became equal. Neither thought "Am I led; am I leading?" Love had caught him out of triviality and Maurice out of bewilderment in order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection.

My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.

You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.

I only wish the poets would say this too: love is of the body; not the body, but of the the body. Ah! the misery that would be saved if we confessed that! Ah! for a little directness to liberate the soul!

They must live outside class, without relations or money; they must work and stick to each other till death. But England belonged to them. That, besides companionship, was their reward. Her air and sky were theirs, not the timorous millions' who own stuffy little boxes, but never their own souls.

Maurice was scandalized, horrified. He was shocked to the bottom of his suburban soul....

He had shown her all the workings of his soul, mistaking this for love.

A rebel she was, but not of the kind he understood - a rebel who desired, not a wider dwelling-room, but equality beside the man she loved. For Italy was offering her the most priceless of all possessions - her own soul.

No English novelist is as great as Tolstoy –that is to say, has given so complete a picture of man's life, both on its domestic and heroic side. No English novelist has explored man's soul as deeply as Dostoyevsky. And no novelist anywhere has analysed the modern consciousness as successfully as Marcel Proust.

Italy was offering her the most priceless of all possessions—her own soul.

I feel to you as Pippa to her fiancé, only far more nobly, far more deeply, body and soul, no starved medievalism of course, only a – a particular harmony of body and soul that I don't think women have even guessed. But you know.

My conviction," says the mystic, "gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it," and they had agreed that there was something beyond life's daily grey.

He could control the body; it was the tainted soul that mocked his prayers.

To them Howards End was a house; they could not know that to her it had been a spirit, for which she sought a spiritual heir. And—pushing one step farther in these mists—may they not have decided even better than they supposed? Is it credible that the possessions of the spirit can be bequeathed at all? Has the soul offspring? A wych-elm tree, a vine, a wisp of hay with dew on it—can passion for such things be transmitted where there is no bond of blood?

But man is an odd, sad creature as yet, intent on pilfering the earth, and heedless of the growths within himself. He cannot be bored about psychology. He leaves it to the specialist, which is as if he should leave his dinner to be eaten by a steam-engine. He cannot be bothered to digest his own soul.

One. Margaret's own faith held firm. She knew the human soul will be merged, if it be merged at all, with the stars and the sea.

Love is the best, and the more she let herself love him, the more chance was there that he would set his soul in order.

Men seldom moved their bodies; all unrest was concentrated in the soul.

Your soul, dear Lucy! I hate the word now, because of all the cant with which superstition has wrapped it round. But we have souls, and I see you ruining yours. I cannot bear it.

Quizás nadie quisiese tal amor, pero podía ya no sentirse avergonzado de él, porque aquel amor era "él", no el cuerpo o el alma, no alma y cuerpo, sino "él" viviendo en ambos.