Quotes About Soul

Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a little girl, she dreamed of a fine world in which a good man walked its winding roads, perhaps somewhere in his wandering soul searching for her.

Lazarevo drips you into my soul, dawn drop by moonlight drop from the river Kama. When you look for me, look for me there, because that's where I'll be all the days of my life.

Her once twinkling green eyes set deep into the pale features looked as if they were the only ghastly crystal barriers between strangers and her soul.

Se mi accadesse qualcosa, Tatia, non preoccuparti del mio corpo. La mia anima non si riunirà al corpo, né raggiungerà Dio. Volerà subito verso di te, a Lazarevo. Io non voglio stare tra gli eroi, né tra i principi, ma solo accanto alla regina del lago Ilmen. Alexander

I want you to know that should something happen to me, don't worry about my body. My soul isn't going to return to it, nor to God. It's flying straight to you, where it knows it can find you, in Lazarevo. I want to be neither with kings nor heroes, but with the queen of Lake Ilmen.

Love is the force that transforms and improves the Soul of the World. It is we who nourish the Soul of the World, and the world we live in will be either better or worse, depending on whether we become better or worse. And that's where the power of love comes in. Because when we love, we always strive to become better than we are.

Paulo Leminski

it is the same Atman that is present in all bodies, irrespective of their castes?

The books we read should be chosen with great care, that they may be, as an Egyptian king wrote over his library, "The medicines of the soul."

It is difficult not to wonder whether that combination of elements which produces a machine for labor does not create also a soul of sorts, a dull resentful metallic will, which can rebel at times.

y teniendo yo más alma, tengo menos libertad?

To the King my estate and life These things are to be given; but honor Is a thing of the soul And the soul belongs to God alone.

To the King my estate and life These things are to be given; but honor It is a thing of the soul And the soul belongs to God alone.

Al Rey la hacienda y la vida Se ha de dar; pero el honor Es patrimonio del alma Y el alma sólo es de Dios.

Nace el ave, y con las galas que le dan belleza suma, apenas es flor de pluma, o ramillete con alas, cuando las etéreas salas corta con velocidad, negándose a la piedad del nido que dejan en calma; ¿y teniendo yo más alma, tengo menos libertad?

Dreams are rough copies of the waking soul Yet uncorrected of the higher will, So that men sometimes in their dreams confess An unsuspected, or forgotten, self; -Since Dreaming, Madness, Passion, are akin In missing each that salutory rein Of reason, and the grinding will of man.

Porque eres y serás para mi alma un día de sol, eso eres tú.

When you see through a defense mechanism, you don't stop at the intimidating behavior but go right on into the underlying misperception about life and through that to the path back to harmony. When you see through people's fear-based actions, motives, and secrets, you're really aiming for their sweet vulnerability, inner beauty, and magnificence—and you find their soul.

Every piece of clutter you dissolve back into clear light allows your higher inner blueprint, your soul's destiny, to translate fluidly and accurately into the form of your life. The clearer you become, the easier it is to evolve along with the planet—with no snags, stuckness, or suffering. This is the act of becoming transparent.

Take care of your body with steadfast fidelity. The soul must see through these eyes alone, and if they are dim, the whole world is clouded. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Most often, a problem is pointing your attention to an experience you need to have. So instead of looking for a strategy or action that will change the problematic situation, try relaxing into the situation to see what your soul wants you to notice

The soul of Adonais, like a star,Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.

When soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

There is eloquence in the tongueless wind, and a melody in the flowing brooks and the rustling of the reeds beside them, which by their inconceivable relation to something within the soul, awaken the spirits to a dance of breathless rapture, and bring tears of mysterious tenderness to the eyes, like the enthusiasm of patriotic success, or the voice of one beloved singing to you alone.