Soul music is about longevity and reaching and touching people on a human level - and that's never going to get lost.
Michael John's music is soul-stirring. It gets inside the deepest part of you; it's almost a chemical reaction.
Sometimes when you do big movies, you can lose sometimes a little bit of soul.
The only souls that have knowledge of love, is of those who fall in love.
Stevie Wonder's records introduced me to '70s soul when I was 12 or 13.
Spend time beautifying your soul, the rest will simply follow.
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.
From our ugliness will grow the soul of the world.
Maybe stories are just data with a soul.
Weeping is like cleansing your soul. It's liberating and somber.
Sweet serenity; the love and magic of two souls forever intertwined
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
Who said that artists should sell their soul, expose everything about themselves?
Go straight for souls, and go for the worst.
Death is deceitful, pretending that peace is on the horizon. The truth is that chaos is left in its wake, claiming the souls of those stranded in life. Death is the enemy of love in its purest form. It's the one thing that can tear our souls out and ...
It is God's earth out of which man is taken. From it he has his body. His body belongs to his essential being. Man's body is not his prison, his shell his exterior, but man himself. Man does not "have" a body; he does not "have" a soul; rather he "is...
I...I sang," she whispered, "if that matters," and Karou felt her heart pulled to pieces. This Misbegotten warrior, fiercest of them all, had crouched in an icy stream bed to sing a chimera soul into her canteen, because she hadn't known what else to...
[T]he concern of man is not his future but his present, not the world but his soul. We must be just, we must strive, we must engage ourselves with the business of the world for our own sake, because through that, and through contemplation in equal me...
I had an out-of-body experience so strange that it felt normal. You see, my soul, or essence, had left my body and went and inhabited the body of my clone. So I wasn’t in my body, and yet I was. Or maybe none of that happened, and I was just in a d...
Upon the publication of Goethe’s epic drama, the Faustian legend had reached an almost unapproachable zenith. Although many failed to appreciate, or indeed, to understand this magnum opus in its entirety, from this point onward his drama was the ru...
Prepare to evacuate soul in ten, in nine, eight. Chloe's splashing through the ankle-deep back-up of renal fluid from her failed kidneys. Death will commence in five. Five, four. Around her, a parasitic life spray paints her heart. Four, three. Three...
