Quotes About Soul

To speak your Heart outnothing can be better than Night and Acoustic guitar !!

Arts without a spiritual relative is like frying buns with water.

you cannot teach art—you cannot make a soul

Suffering is so real & I walk amongst so many who have no idea how much my soul is aching to be healed.

Art is the refreshing source of existence.

The body is an art to give pleasure to the soul

i want to never settle for anything less than my soul on paper.

Painting calmed the chaos that shook my soul.

Love the art in yourself and not yourself in the art.

One's art goes as far and as deep as one's love goes.

All art, from the paintings on the walls of cave dwellers to art created today, is autobiographical because it comes from the secret place in the soul where imagination resides.

The words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels.

You don't need to get anywhere or be anything more than the beautiful soul that you already are.

Poverty of goods is easily cured; poverty of soul, impossible.

Our words reveal our heart, our actions reveal our soul.

Be patient. Like storms, the challenges will pass. Know too, that like the sun, your true soul self is constantly radiating.

Faith is something that comes out of the soul. It is not an information that is absorbed but an attitude, existing prior to the formulation of any creed.

Let my Peace which passes all understanding infill and enfold you, for when you are at Peace within, you reflect Peace without, and all those souls you meet will feel that Peace.

May you be strong, wise, and brave, if it does, and may all your stories have happy endings, and may you always know how much I love you, with all my heart and soul

Life is too long to do something you don't enjoy doing.

I will conduct myself with all due decorum. Mr. Crepsley said pompously, then added beneath his breath, but I will miss her. With all my heart and soul, I miss her.

We are not meant to know everything, Mae. Did you ever think that perhaps our minds are delicately calibrated between the known and the unknown? That our souls need the mysteries of night and the clarity of day? Young people are creating ever-present daylight, and I think it will burn us all alive. There will be no time to reflect, to sleep to cool.

At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do.

We are not meant to know everything, Mae. Did you ever think that perhaps our minds are delicately calibrated between the known and the unknown? That our souls need the mysteries of night and the clarity of day?