Quotes About Soul

Boredom is restlessness of the soul. It is an internal message reminding you that you're better than the stagnancy you've settled for.

Death cannot kill what never dies.

Friendship cannot become permanent unless it becomes spiritual. There must be fellowship in the deepest things of the soul, community in the highest thoughts, sympathy with the best endeavors.

Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.

I have a deep sympathy with war; it so apes the gait and bearing of the soul.

Sweet souls around us watch us still, press nearer to our side; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, with gentle helpings glide.

The individual soul should seek for an intimate union with the soul of the universe.

Reverence awakens in the soul a sympathetic power through which we attract qualities in the beings around us, which would otherwise remain concealed.

For thou hast given me in this beauteous face A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

All powerful souls have kindred with each other

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine. - Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller.

I have a kind soul that would give you thanks. And knows not how to do it but with tears.

True sympathy is the personal concern which demands the giving of one's soul.

Yeah!' I said again, widening my eyes and nodding slowly but emphatically to show that she had seen into my own symmetrical soul.

Without God, life is like a school without a teacher. It is a wire with no current passing through it; it is a body with no soul.

Reverence, enthusiasm, and a sense of guardianship, these three are actually the panacea, the magical remedy, in the soul of the educator and teacher.

Warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.

Every soul is a melody which needs renewing.

If nature is your teacher, your soul will awaken.

I believe that every human soul is teaching something to someone nearly every minute here in mortality.

According to Plato, we don't learn anything. Our soul has lived so many lives that we know everything. Teachers and education can only remind us of what we already know.

The sad thing is that sentimentality is constantly getting the better of my pure reason. Antediluvian memories tie me to you like a pair of handcuffs. You are stuck in my soul like a rusty nail without a head. And apparently I am stuck in you too, somewhere among the cogwheels you are equipped with instead of a soul.

All worlds are whores, forever betraying you and slipping away into the darkness while your soul years for them.

I wanted to go free, to be liberated once and for all from these two enemies, the body and the soul. I wanted to be a cloud. To be a stone on the surface of the moon.