Quotes About Soul

El fet d'haver estat creats a imatge de Déu ens deixa un cert espai per a les nostres ànimes, per tenir-ne i per estar al seu servei. El poder de què disposem és el de sotmetre'ns al de les nostres ànimes.

Evil has insinuated itself into our very souls and rules over us from the very citadel erected to guard us against it.

That's because no one is born with anger. And when we die, the soul is freed of it. But now, here, in order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did, and why you no longer need to feel it.

All humans are musical. Why else would the Lord give you a beating heart?

There is a reason you glance up when you first hear a melody, or tap your foot to the sound of a drum. All humans are musical. Why else would the Lord give you a beating heart?

In stories about life after death, the soul often floats above the good-bye moment, hovering over police cars at highway accidents, or clinging like a spider to hospital-room ceilings. These are people who receive a second chance, who somehow, for some reason, resume their place in the world.

Music is in the connection of human souls, speaking a language that needs no words.

And thus unknowingly, Dor began to serve his sentence -- to hear every plea from every soul who desired more of the thing he had first identified, the thing that moved man further from the simple light of existence and deeper into the darkness of his own obsessions. Time.

ALS is like a lit candle: it melts your nerves and leaves your body a pile of wax.. you cannot support yourself standing.. you cannot sit up straight. By the end, if you are still alive.. your soul, perfectly awake, is imprisoned inside a limp husk.. like something from a science fiction movie, the man frozen inside his own flesh.

Survive this voyage. And once you do, find another soul in despair.

This is how talents weave from generation to generation, how the shadow stretches, and how an artist born nearly a hundred years earlier begins to fill the soul of a child who shares his name.

Like a hidden grieving that rises to grab the heart, his soul was ambushed with old emotions, and his lips began to tremble and he was swept into the current of all that he had lost.

But the human form is not permanent. It was never meant to be. That gift belongs to the soul.

Beginnings and endings are earthly ideas. I go on. And because I go on, you go on with me. Feeling loss is part of why you are on Earth. Through it, you appreciate the brief gift of human existence, and you learn to cherish the world I created for you. But the human form is not permanent. It was never meant to be. That gift belongs to the soul.

Not aging is not the same as living, and without human contact, his soul dried up.

This is my heaven," Cleo said. "Watching people come home?" Annie asked. "Feeling the joy when they do. Souls reuniting. It's something divine." "But it happens every day." Cleo tilted her head. "Don't divine things happen every day?

Living without love was something he knew more about than any soul on Earth. The more Sarah spoke of loneliness, the clearer it became why he was there.

No one is born with anger. And when we die, the soul is freed of it.

He surrendered to that sensation and felt the final drops of their lives touch one another, like water in a cave, top meets bottom, Heaven meets Earth. As their eyes closed, a different set of eyes opened, and they rose from the ground as a shared soul, up and up, a sun and a moon in a single sky.

What profits a man if he gains the whole world, but loses his soul?

He was switching between classical riffs and the jazz tune, "Body and Soul.

And thus, unknowingly, did Dor begin to serve his sentence— to hear every plea from every soul who desired more of the thing he had first identified, the thing that moved man further from the simple light of existence and deeper into the darkness of his own obsessions. Time. It seemed to be running too fast for everyone but him.

Knowing heaven . . . is what heals us on earth.

heaven is always and forever around us and no soul remembered is ever really gone.