Quotes About Soul

Youth is the period in which a man can be hopeless. The end of every episode is the end of the world. But the power of hoping through everything, the knowledge that the soul survives its adventures, that great inspiration comes to the middle-aged.

Burn from my brain and from my breastSloth, and the cowardice that clings,And stiffness and the soul's arrest:And feed my brain with better things.

Upon my soul, this water tastes quite nice. I wonder what vintage now?... It tastes just like the year 1881 tasted.

I will tell you one thing that will make you rich for life. There are two struggles: an Inner-world struggle and an Outer-world struggle...you must make an intentional contact between these two worlds; then you can crystallize data for the Third World, the World of the Soul.

When the soul drifts uncertainly between life and the dream, between the mind's disorder and the return to cool reflection, it is in religious thought that we should seek consolation.

Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.

With my body's soul I touched what is repulsive; I closely searched the turning, the transformation of the signs in the heavens, in the universal war.

He wanted to possess not the body but the soul of that woman; and to possess her entire soul, with all her tenderness, all her joys, all her fears, all her anguish, all her dreams, in other words, the entire lief of her soul; and to be able to say: I am the life of her life.

You will never known the extent to which my soul is yours.

Faulkner is a writer who has had much to do with my soul, but Hemingway is the one who had the most to do with my craft - not simply for his books, but for his astounding knowledge of the aspect of craftsmanship in the science of writing.

You shall create beauty not to excite the senses but to give sustenance to the soul.

If ever we two had a soul, let our soul —keep on walking and leave us behind.

Los rostros que yo amo, los míos, quedaron atrás, y mi alma los teje, los borda encima del mar

gli sorrise d'un sorriso cosí tenue, direi quasi cosí immateriale, che non parve espresso da un moto delle labbra, sí bene da una irradiazione dell'anima per le labbra, mentre gli occhi rimanevan tristi pur sempre, e come smarriti nella lontananza d'un sogno interiore. Eran veramente gli occhi della Notte, cosí inviluppati d'ombra, quali per una Allegoria avrebbeli forse imaginati il Vinci dopo aver veduta in Milano Lucrezia Crivelli.

he had the sudden thought of holding Donna Maria's hands in his, to rest his forehead against her heart and feel her console him wordlessly, mercifully. That need for pity, refuge, sympathy, was like the last piece of the soul that did not resign itself to perishing.

La convalescenza è una purificazione e un rinascimento. Non mai il senso della vita è soave come dopo l'angoscia del male; e non mai l'anima umana più inclina alla bontà e alla fede come dopo aver guardato negli abissi della morte.

Where we stopped dancing, singing, being enchanted by stories, or finding comfort in silence is where we have experienced the loss of soul. Dancing, singing, storytelling, and silence are the four universal healing salves.

Rumi: "Dancing is not rising to your feet painlessly like a whirl of dust blown about by the wind. Dancing is when you rise above both worlds, tearing your heart to pieces and giving up your soul.

Once your body surrenders to movement, your soul remembers its dance.

I wish I could tell you to always follow your heart, but I think it is bad advice. You have a heart, yes, it is true, but also a brain and also a soul. I've come to believe that we love with our brains as much as our hearts. Real Love is not just instinct, but intent...... From year to year, you may not always be the same Jane. This is perfectly normal. A Jane is many Janes in a lifetime.

Daddy once said, "If you don't know what you believe, Annie, you'll be a lost soul.

He felt like a man whose fever had broken, flush with the euphoria of the first, tenuous return of strength—still weak, but buoyant with the hope of an eventual return to wholeness. The sickness in his soul, however, laid a jealous claim on him.

In light of his own new acquaintance with Kate, Rohan suddenly did not find Max's romantic agonies several months ago quite so droll as he had at the time. But he chased Kate fiercely out of his mind once again, determined that they should detect no change in his demeanor. And she had changed him. He knew it down to the core of his barbaric soul. She made him... what was that foreign word---? Oh, yes. Happy.

Doubts immobilize. Believing that we are independent and competent enough to master the external tasks constantly fortifies us in our attempts to become so. It is only later we discover that logic cannot penetrate the loneliness of the human soul. One