A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul.
“You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say.”
“Melancholy held me hostage, and the bees built a hive of sadness in my soul.”
The only substance properly so called is the soul.
All unrest is but the struggle of the soul to reassure herself of her inborn immortality.
I tried to keep both arts alive, but the camera won. I found that while the camera does not express the soul, perhaps a photograph can!
History is not a burden on the memory but an illumination of the soul.
Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.
Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul
Who can distinguish darkness from the soul
Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.
Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.
The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.
“Reading nurtures the soul, and an enlightened friend brings it solace.”
Friendship is the marriage of the soul, and this marriage is liable to divorce.
“the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.”
The misuse of language induces evil in the soul.
The end of life is to be like god, and the soul following god will be like him.
Now is the time to unite the soul and the world. Now is the time to see the sunlight dancing as one with the shadows.
If I were damned of body and soul, I know whose prayers would make me whole, Mother o'mine, O mother o'mine!
The love of the soul is for life and the living one, because its origin is the Soul not bound to place.
Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.
“There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?”
I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.
“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.”
If I were dammed of body and soul, I know whose prayers would make me whole, mother o' mine o mother o' mine.
Astronomy compels the soul to look upwards and leads us from this world to another.
And what, Socrates, is the food of the soul? Surely, I said, knowledge is the food of the soul.
Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
The eyes of the soul of the multitudes are unable to endure the vision of the divine.