Sara Teasdale Quotes
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Art is the window to man's soul. Without it, he would never be able to see beyond his immediate world; nor could the world see the man within.
Lady Bird Johnson
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Equality is the soul of liberty; there is, in fact, no liberty without it.
Frances Wright
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The physical ego, the active consciousness in man, should uplift its body-identified self into unity with the soul, its true nature; it should not allow itself to remain mired in the lowly delusive strata of the senses and material entanglement.
Paramahansa Yogananda
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The thing with me is, about that - about rock and all that - years and years of crate-digging, listening to old music, you kind of start to connect the dots. And I was seeing the thread that was connecting everything together, which is pretty much the blues. And everything soul or funk kind of starts with that.
D'Angelo
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I thought I was an old soul, and that I knew life, but then starting the real life, I figured I am completely new.
Yael Naim
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At some point, a flash of sustained clarity reveals the difference between what someone would have you believe is true, and what you know from the depths of your own heart to the peaks of your soul to be true. What happens after that is up to you.
Aberjhani
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When death comes, it is not enough to have been charitable; and it is not right to touch the body or lay it out for a couple of hours; for the soul should be given time to fight for itself, and to go up to judgment.
Lady Gregory
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We cannot always control everything that happens to us in this life, but we can control how we respond. Many struggles come as problems and pressures that sometimes cause pain. Others come as temptations, trials, and tribulations.
L. Lionel Kendrick
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You don't have a soul; you are your own soul. In other words, you are not this book, your social security card, your body, or your mind. You are you.
L. Ron Hubbard
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My purpose is far greater than my pain.
Foxy Brown
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The soul of Man must quicken to creation.
T. S. Eliot
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The soul has no assignments, neither cooks Nor referees: it wastes its time. It wastes its time.Here in this enclave there are centuries For you to waste: the short and narrow stream Of life meanders into a thousand valleys Of all that was, or might have been, or is to be. The books, just leafed through, whisper endlessly.
Randall Jarrell
