Smiling is the way the soul says hello. Obviously a frown means goodbye. Is there a word halfway between hello and goodbye? Because that’s what my soul is saying right now.
The soul is the form of the body, but not as the shape of a statue is formatio et terminatio materiae, for form does not exist apart from material. There is no whiteness without a white object. But the soul is not a form in this simple sense, and in ...
Out of the temptation of Hate, and burned by the fire of Despair, triumphant over Doubt, and steeled by Sacrifice against Humiliation, . . . He bent to all the gibes and prejudices, to all hatred and discrimination with that rare courtesy which is th...
I don’t believe in soul mates, not exactly. I think it’s ridiculous to think that there’s only one person out there for us. What if your ‘soul mate’ lives in Zimbabwe? What if he dies young? I also think ‘two souls becoming one’ is ridi...
I don’t believe in soul mates, not exactly. I think it’s ridiculous to think that there’s only one person out there for us. What is your ‘soul mate’ lives in Zimbabwe? What is he dies young? I also think ‘two souls becoming one’ is ridi...
The soul mate we marry can become an "ex," but the soul mates we have in our children will be ours forever, until the end of our life.
Every soul is special. They’re all beautiful. They’re all far more significant than anyone on this rock realizes. I think when people are at their best, they’re acting in accordance with their soul. The ones who have gone bad don’t have bad s...
Until we align our minds with our souls, we will continue to grieve for our highest selves as individuals, a society, and as a world family.
Souls are unique divine signatures of pure love that existed before physical form, and will continue to exist after our physical containers are shed.
In Whom is the Universe, Who is in the Universe, Who is the Universe; in Whom is the Soul, Who is in the Soul, Who is the Soul of Man; knowing Him—and therefore the Universe—as our Self, alone extinguishes all fear, brings an end to misery and le...
...my soul bleeding tears of anguish
There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand.
I don't play pyrotechnic scales. I play about frustration, patience, anger. Music is an extension of my soul.
All great art is the work of the whole living creature, body and soul, and chiefly of the soul.
I don't have a thing,Tengo said, except my soul.
Her beauty is a deluge washing my soul.
To recognize and comprehend what influences us and others is to function with purpose.
America is not another word for Opportunity to all her sons.
We can't be brave without fear.
You're the light that shines on the dark places of my soul
...the dead have a way of becoming saints in the eyes of their survivors...
