Quotes About Soul

Do you know what that feels like, Risa? he wants to ask her. Do you know what it's like to be un-souled?

He will find a way to shut it down, and Risa will know that he was the one who did it. Then she will truly love him, returning every last bit of his affections. And she will restore to him his soul.

What men call love is a very small, restricted, feeble thing compared with this ineffable orgy, this divine prostitution of the soul giving itself entire, all its poetry and all its charity, to the unexpected as it comes along, to the stranger as he passes.

Who among us has not dreamt, in moments of ambition, of the miracle of a poetic prose, musical without rhythm and rhyme, supple and staccato enough to adapt to the lyrical stirrings of the soul, the undulations of dreams, and sudden leaps of consciousness.

Abolishers of the soul (materialists) are necessarily abolishers of hell, they, certainly, are interested. At all events, they are people who fear to live again--lazy people.

Or poking through a house, in closets shut for years, Full of the scent of time - acrid, musky, dank, One comes, perhaps, upon a flask of memories In whose escaping scent a soul returns to life. - The Flask

Free man, you will always cherish the sea! The sea is your mirror; you contemplate your soul In the infinite unrolling of its billows; Your mind is an abyss that is no less bitter.

A soul is a thing so impalpable, so often useless and sometimes such a nuisance, that the loss of it disturbed me less than if I had lost my visiting card while taking a walk.

A vida é um hospital cujos pacientes são obcecados pela troca das camas. Este quer sofrer frente a fornalha, aquele outro pensa que melhorará caso se mantenha perto da janela. Sempre me pareceu que eu estaria melhor em qualquer outro lugar exceto o lugar em que estou agora, e esta questão de seguir adiante é uma questão que muito discuto com minha alma.

Car je cherche le vide, el le noir, el le nu!

My soul's a tomb which, wicked cenobite, I wander in for all eternity; Nothing embellishes these odious walls.

Una noche, el alma del vino cantó en las botellas: ¡Hombre, hacia ti elevo, ¡oh! querido desheredado, Bajo mi prisión de vidrio y mis lacres bermejos, Una canción colmada de luz y de fraternidad!

My cat seeking a bed on the tiled floor Shakes his thin, mangy body ceaselessly; The soul of an old poet wanders in the rain-pipe With the sad voice of a shivering ghost.

Charles Baudelaire

Tout homme qui n'accepte pas les conditions de la vie, vend son âme.

Hombre libre, siempre adorarás el mar! El mar es tu espejo; contemplas tu alma En el desarrollo infinito de su oleaje, Y tu espíritu no es un abismo menos amargo.

Si le viol, le poison, le poignard, l'incendie, N'ont pas encore brodé de leurs plaisants dessins Le canevas banal de nos piteux destins, C'est que notre âme, hélas ! n'est pas assez hardie.

Que reste-t-il ? C'est affreux, ô mon âme ! Rien qu'un dessin fort pâle, aux trois crayons

Vom roade-al nostru suflet în mut? convorbire Nainte s? d?m ochii cu marea Pl?zmuire

El alma es cosa tan impalpable, tan inútil a menudo, y en ocasiones tan molesta, que, al perderla, no sentí más que una emoción algo menor que si se me hubiera extraviado, yendo de paseo, una tarjeta de visita.

Mida ambitsioossem ja peenem on hing, seda enam ta unelmad eemalduvad võimalikkusest.

Num?rul sufletelor este finit sau infinit?

Quel est celui de nous qui n'a pas, dans ses jours d'ambition, rêvé le miracle d'une prose poétique, musicale sans rythme et sans rime, assez souple et assez heurtée pour s'adapter aux mouvements lyriques de l'âme, aux ondulations de la rêverie, aux soubresauts de la conscience  ?

l'âme d'un vieux poëte erre dans la gouttière avé la triste voix d'un fantôme frileux