Quotes About Soul

Music heals the soul, we kneel to the fallen.

You don't need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead graveJust stay with the pale moonwhen darkness wants the night to be brave

Faith is the only belief which remains alive between heaven and hell.

He passed through her with his soul caressing hers goodbye. And in that final hour he was with her one last time.

No matter how ugly the manner in which a man dies, it's only the presence of a suffering human soul that is horrifying, once gone, what is left is only an object.

I won't be able to see heaven if I don't die first, right?

Death doesn't always want your eternal sleep. Sometimes Death just wants your eternity.

Once I could imagine my soulI could imagine my death.When I imagined my deathmy soul died. ThisI remember clearly.My body persisted.Not thrived, but persisted.Why I do not know.

Waking up in a room with no natural light does something to a man. no windows. I'm almost afraid to die. I fear my soul won't make it out.

I don't know who to write to anymore... They've changed their souls, that's a way to be disloyal, to forget, to keep talking about something else.

We are so rebellious that when we die our cells refuse to live a second longer. But our souls they live always....

Pure, intense emotions. It's not about design. It's about feelings.

The soul is often in the surface, and the importance of 'depth' is overestimated.

Knowledge is the eye of desire and can become the pilot of the soul.

It is hard to contend against one's heart's desire; for whatever it wishes to have it buys at the cost of soul.

Desire and longing are the whips of God.

Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.

So what is wild? What is wilderness? What are dreams but an internal wilderness and what is desire but a wildness of the soul?

The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires.

People hesitate to follow their desires because they don't know how to divide their soul from their spirit.

Jesus Christ is in every way sufficient to the vast desires of the soul.

Body. Soul. Mind. Sensations: the body. Desires: the soul. Reasoning: the mind.

From what may anyone be saved? Only from themselves! That is, their individual hell. They dig it with their own desires.

My Nafs screams out for what it desires. But my will to be free screams louder.