Quotes About Soul

Being a theomorphic creature, man is himself a work of art. The human soul when purified and dressed in the garment of spiritual virtues is itself the highest kind of beauty in this world, reflecting directly the Divine Beauty.

In the traditional Islamic world, the hierarchy of the arts was not based on whether they were "fine" or "industrial" or "minor". It was based upon the effect of art on the soul of the human being.

Lose yourself beyond the identity of names, there is much to express, not with eyes or lips, but with the surge of dancing steps

Movements of the body are a reflection of the soul

Only when there is absolute submission can the soul ascend through dance

Sense this feeling, one of rapture, one of healing, of peace to the mind, of light to the soul, as you dance

The sum total of our life is a breath spent in the company of the Beloved.

Acting is fun and I refuse to get involved in the semantics and the politics of strategy and breaking out of something or doing something because you need to do something else. For me it's all about what fuels my soul and if I'm passionate about a screenplay then that's what I'll do next.

I think the most important thing in life is self-love, because if you don't have self-love, and respect for everything about your own body, your own soul, your own capsule, then how can you have an authentic relationship with anyone else?

Love is the water of life. And a lover is a soul of fire! The universe turns differently when fire loves water.

A great emptiness had been carved out of my soul; I watched all the effervescence of the world with a derisive smile.

protect you through the storm; may he bring you home rejoicing : at the wonders he has shown you; may he bring you home rejoicing : once again into our doors. December 20 O Lord, let my soul rise up to meet you as the day rises to meet the sun.

The Scriptures say that we should not fear those things which can destroy the body, but we are to fear that which can destroy the soul (Matt. 10:28). While the ghettos may have their share of violence and crime, the suburbs are the home of the more subtle demonic forces—numbness, complacency, comfort—and it is these that can eat away at our souls.

While the ghettos may have their share of violence and crime, the posh suburbs are home to more subtle demonic forces--numbness, complacency and comfort. These are the powers that can eat away at our souls.

Smell is the voice of the soul...

And Pride and Prejudice was the most stunning, bite-your-hand romance ever, the kind that stared straight into Jane's soul and made her shudder.

Unhappiness can't stick in a person's soul when it's slick with tears.

Mama used to say, you have to know someone a thousand days before you can glimpse her soul.

The smaller man said again, 'See the Buddha in everyone.' How different, I thought, that is from Brakhage, who says it is the artist's business to discover the particularity that distinguishes you from all others. Your virtue. Your vision that makes you separate from others. I remembered that he quoted Robert Duncan. 'Soul is not universal. It is a created-creative event.

All the salve in the world can't cure what gets broken in somebody's soul" -Mama

En lo más profundo de mi ser, las palabras se amontonan en montañas enormes formando frases, ideas conectadas entre sí, expresiones inteligentes, bromas y canciones de amor.

And now I could hear the music think, as I had heard it then, the unspooling of the logic of being mortal—of dying, as my best friend had, when I was nine, and my beloved, when I was sixteen. I heard, again, what loving and being loved might sound like—or I heard what some comfort for the loss of that might sound like. I heard the body and soul of death—of love and death.

I do not know what a soul is, I think of it as the smallest, the core, civil right.

If there is no god, what is left but science? What is left to endow us with any grace? You can tell me the chemical makeup of my skin and my brain, but how can you explain away my soul? And if there is no god to watch over me, chastise me, grieve for me, rejoice for me, make me fear, and make me wonder, what am I but a collection of metals and liquids with nothing to celebrate about my daily living?