Soul Quotes - Page 211

When we talk about ourselves, about others, or simply about things, we want- it could be said – to reveal ourselves in our words: We want to show what we think and feel. We let other have a glimpse into our soul.

Music that is saturated with soul force is the real universal music, understandable by all hearts.

Once we start worrying too often or too deeply about what certain individuals and what certain groups think about us, then we might start selling our souls for the sake of expediency. I suggest if that day ever comes, then the press has had it.

The soul is in danger when knowledge of doctrine outsteps intimate touch with Jesus.

The real business of your life as a saved soul is intercessory prayer.

I consider myself responsible to the coming generations, which are left stranded in a blitzed world, unaware of the soul trembling in awe before the mystery of life.

By the artificial separation of soul and body men have invented a Realism that is vulgar and an Idealism that is void.

"There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr. Gray. All influence is immoral — immoral from the scientific point of view." "Why?" "Because to influence a person is to give him one's own soul."

I see that any materialism in life coarsens the soul, and that the hunger of the body and the appetites of the flesh desecrate always, and often destroy.

I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.

Peace consists, very largely, in the fact of desiring it with all one's soul.

Concentrate . . . for the greatest achievements are reserved for the man of single aim, in whom no rival powers divide the empire of the soul.

War is something Arafat sends others to do for him. That is, the poor souls who believe in him. This pompous incompetent caused the failure of the Camp David negotiations, Clinton's mediation.

We have been sold a lifestyle, when what our soul desired was life.

And the weak soul, within itself unbless'd, Leans for all pleasure on another's breast.

If the soul be happily disposed, every thing becomes capable of affording entertainment, and distress will almost want a name.

The soul may be compared to a field of battle, where the armies are ready every moment to encounter. Not a single vice but has a more powerful opponent, and not one virtue but may be overborne by a combination of vices.

The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey.

I sold my soul for the second time, cause' the man don't pay me.

My entire soul is a cry, and all my work is a commentary on that cry.

The human soul is heavy, clumsy, held in the mud of the flesh. Its perceptions are still coarse and brutish. It can divine nothing clearly, nothing with certainty.

For every man, peace of soul is precious.

Although religion was around me my whole life I never felt it was forced upon me. It is my centring, my grounding, the soul of me. I feel I'm nothing without it.

Henry Blodget does occasionally have a new idea. If you're making a point about aggregation or the emptiness of modern journalism, he's far from the best target. Try Huffpo - or Gawker writers whose souls have been corroded by irony.

Saturday morning, you knew what was cool by what was on 'Soul Train.'