Quotes About Soul

Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free; Angels alone that soar above Enjoy such liberty.

I'll love thee as the bee the flower In which the fragrant honey lies, As nightingales the evening hour, And as the star adores the skies. A guardian-angel, I'll watch o'er Thy soul, and every harm repel; But in return I still implore, Oh, love me truly,—love me well.

And so, every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.

Art is when you hear a knocking from your soul — and you answer.

When painting, an artist must take care not to trap his soul in the canvas.

Soul colors the artist so that the artist can color the canvas.

Early autumn's peaceful slant of morning light — the first soul calm since late spring's farewell breezes.

You never look at anything beautiful and holy, or think a pure and noble thought, without being ever after a larger soul.

Beauty… when you look into a woman's eyes and see what is in her heart.

Browsing the dim back corner Of a musty antique shop An old book of poetry fell open Gold-gilded dust filled the air Angels flew out from the pages I caught the whiff of a soul The ink seemed fresh as today Was that voices whispering? The tree of the paper still grows.

Breath is Spirit. The act of breathing is Living.

The ancients did well when they typified the soul as a butterfly!

Don't let the city steal your soul.

The emotional weight of clutter crushes our souls and our lives.

Purple is the soul-lifter Red, the flame of passion Yellow, the light of warmth Green, vibrant stem of life Pink, a whisper of beauty Orange beckons, take a chance Blue is the sea tide in us all

And now the Chapel's silver bell you hear, That summons you to all the Pride of Pray'r: Light quirks of Music, broken and uneven, Make the soul dance upon a Jig to Heav'n.

May your soul be in heaven before the devil knows you're dead.

Our heart dies with us But our soul lives on Born into weightless spirit Becoming colors of the dawn

An infant's soul — the sweetest thing on earth...

A scream into the desert returns the echo of your own soul.

Two-hundred forty horsepower isn't enough to move me anymore. Enough to move my body, yes, but not my soul.

Emily – dashing – perched phoenix Soul aflame – hidden – Past Alit the Future

I've dropped my Brain – My Soul is numb – The Veins that used to run Stop palsied – 'tis Paralysis Done perfecter in stone...

Guilt, grief, regret cut deeper than the dimensions of the soul itself