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Quotes about Soul


Life ought to be a struggle of desire toward adventures whose nobility will fertilize the soul.

Rebecca West

As night the life-inclining stars best shows, So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.

George Chapman

All empty sould tend toward extreme opinions.

William Butler Yeats

It is the pull of opposite poles that stretches souls. And only stretched souls make music.

Eric Hoffer

Originality is the essence of true scholarship. Creativity is the soul of the true scholar.

Nnamdi Azikiwe

"Paint me as I am," said Cromwell, "Rough with age and gashed with wars; Show my visage as you find it, Less than truth my soul abhors."

James Thomas Fields

Lely on animated canvas stole The sleepy eye, that spoke the melting soul.

Alexander Pope

If it is the love of that which your work represents--if, being a landscape painter, it is love of hills and trees that moves you--if, being a figure painter, it is love of human beauty, and human soul that moves you--if, being a flower or animal painter, it is love, and wonder, and delight in petal and in limb that move you, then the Spirit is upon you, and the earth is yours, and the fullness thereof.

John Ruskin

He who has gold makes and accomplishes whatever he wishes in the world and finally uses it to send souls to paradise.

Christopher Columbus

Frederick Buechner,'Whistling in the Dark' When a child is born, a father is born. A mother is born, too of course, but at least for her it's a gradual process. Body and soul, she has nine months to get used to what's happening. She becomes what's happening. But for even the best-prepared father, it happens all at once. On the other side of a plate-glass window, a nurse is holding up something roughly the size of a loaf of bread for him to see for the first time. Even if he should decide to abandon it forever ten minutes later, the memory will nag him to the grave. He has seen the creation of the world. It has his mark on it. He has its mark on him. Both marks are, for better or for worse, indelible. All sons, like all daughters, are prodigals if they're smart. Assuming the Old Man doesn't run out on them first, they will run out on him if they are to survive, and if he's smart he won't put up too much of a fuss. A wise father sees all this coming, and maybe that's why he keeps his distance from the start. He must survive too. Whether they ever find their way home again, none can say for sure, but it's the risk he must take if they're ever to find their way at all. In the meantime, the world tends to have a soft spot in its heart for lost children. Lost fathers have to fend for themselves. Even as the father lays down the law, he knows that someday his children will break it as they need to break it if ever they're to find something better than law to replace it. Until and unless that happens, there's no telling the scrapes they will get into trying to lose him and find themselves. Terrible blnders will be made-dissapointments and failures, hurts and losses of every kind. And they'll keep making them even after they've found themselves too, of course, because growing up is a process that goes on and on. And every hard knock they ever get, knocks the father even harder still, if that's possible, and if and when they finally come through more or less in one piece at the end, there's maybe no rejoicing greater than his in all creation. -Fatherhood.

Rachel Fatherhood

Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting, The parting hour is come! And fast thy soul is fleeting To seek its starry home.

Pierre Jean de Beranger

The Lord is good unto them who wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him.

William R. Bible

His patient soul endures what Heav'n ordains, But neither feels nor fears ideal pains.

George Crabbe

Be patient, my soul: thou hath suffered worse than this.

George Herbert

Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land!

Walter Scott

At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.

John Dryden

Peace is not a relationship of nations. It is a condition of mind brought about by a serenity of soul. Peace is not merely the absence of war. It is also a state of mind. Lasting peace can come only to peaceful people.

Jawaharlal Nehru

There can never be peace between nations until there is first known that true peace which ... is within the souls of men.

Black Elk

Alternative Terror War Tanks rolled over to Jenin and its Refugee Camp As battlefields in a minute Clouds of black smokes belched From the nozzle of the missiles Turned the dwellings into debris And lives breathe under rubble Still desires of living That will never be fulfilled Sighing are heard in the air Unseen ghosts are roaming freely Searching their brotherhoods Living or dead Souls are still weeping bitterly With sorrows that never end In the war turned atmosphere Flying high in the sky appeared The hungry vultures that smell Odors of rotten human flesh As if the open graveyards To wipe the terrors and even its ghosts Out of the worldly atmosphere Reassuring pure peace In every people’s mind Is’t the rebirth of terror Or alternative terror ? © Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar.

Pushpa Ratna Tuladhar

Peace is not a relationship of nations. It is a condition of mind brought about by a serenity of soul. Peace is not merely the absence of war. It is also a state of mind. Lasting peace can come only to peaceful people. -Jawaharlal Nehru.

Jawaharlal Nehru

Weak souls always set to work at the wrong time.

Cardinal De Rets

Every one comes between men's souls and God, either as a brick wall or as a bridge. Either you are leading men to God or you are driving them away.

Canon Lindsay Dewar

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send; He gave to misery (all he had) a tear, He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.

Thomas Gray

In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight, And poverty stood smiling in my sight.

Homer ("Smyrns of Chios")

A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "Sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say, "May new sufferings torment your soul.".

Soren Kierkegaard

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