Quotes About Soul

True love doesn't come to you, it has to be inside you.

Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality.

Each soul which believes it is its own eternal evil will eternally seek its good, but the great paradox is that in order to find each other one should look for the Good and the other for the Evil because they cannot both have the same sense because they are the opposite of each other.

No matter how hard it is, true love is also the result of an accident in the dream of our life, and that accident is an event that happens in our soul.

Even though I have not loved from the beginning this wonderful soul, even though I have long disappointed and tortured it with my apparent instability, I have come to understand that when you do not seek you will find and when you do not love from the beginning you will live the greatest love, that will become the love of your life.

Neither genius, fame, nor love show the greatness of the soul. Only kindness can do that.

When you interact with another, an illusion is part of this dynamic. This illusion allows each soul to perceive what it needs to understands in order to heal.

The true lover of learning then must his earliest youth, as far as in him lies, desire all truth. . .He whose desires are drawn toward knowledge in every form will be absorbed in the pleasures of the soul, and will hardly feel bodily pleasures- -I mean, if he be a true philosopher and not a sham one. . .Then how can he who has the magnificence of mind and is the spectator of all times and all existence, think much of human life? He cannot. Or can such a one account death fearful? No indeed

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another's soul.

Come out of the circle of time / And into the circle of love.

I am nothing special of this I am sure. I am just a common man with common thoughts. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, that has always been enough.

Oh, they loved dearly: their souls kissed, they kissed with their eyes, they were both but one single kiss.

Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Sweet like candy to my soul ~~ Sweet you rock and sweet you roll ~~ Lost for you I'm so lost for you

I'm awake, but my soul is still sleeping in your heart.

When we love there is no reason why.

What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self?

For memory has painted this perfect day With colors that never fade, And we find at the end of a perfect day The soul of a friend we've made.

Sometimes he caught himself listening to the sound of his own voice. He thought that in her eyes he would ascent to an angelical stature; and, as he attached the fervent nature of his companion more and more closely to him, he heard the strange impersonal voice which he recognised as his own, insisting on the soul's incurable lonliness. We cannot give ourselves, it said: we are our own.

I don't love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

We are eagles of one nest - the nest is in our soul.

May my soul bloom in love for all existence.

Love is when you look into someone's eyes, and suddenly, you go all the way inside, to their soul... and you both know, instantly.

Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice.