Soul Quotes
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Hark to that shrill, sudden shout,
The cry of an applauding multitude,
Swayed by some loud-voiced orator who wields
The living mass as if he were its soul!
William Cullen Bryant
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Just for today I will exercise my soul in three ways: I will do somebody a good turn and not get found out. I will do at least two things I don't want to do
William James
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It is clear to everyone that astronomy at all events compels the soul to look upwards, and draws it from the things of this world to the other.
Plato
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Each one of us is Divine. We've come from a great Divine source. We are each of us a spark of the Divine. That spark could not demonstrate itself at the dense, physical level, so it reflects itself at the soul level.
Benjamin Creme
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I believe in the absolute oneness of God and, therefore, also of humanity. What though we have many bodies? We have but one soul. The rays of the sun are many through refraction. But they have the same source. I cannot, therefore, detach myself from the wickedest soul (nor may I be denied identity with the most virtuous).
Mahatma Gandhi
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When it comes to soul, Dennis Marcellino redefines the term. His remarkable tone and feel are full of passion and soulful expression.
Bob Carlisle
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The statements of atheists ought to be perfectly clear of doubt. Now it is not perfectly clear that the soul is material.
Blaise Pascal
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But of all the water's secrets, he saw today only a single one-one that struck his soul. He saw that this water flowed and flowed, it was constantly flowing, and yet it was always there; it was always eternally the same and yet new at every moment! Oh, to be able to grasp this, to understand this!
Hermann Hesse
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...Holmes, who loathed every form of society with his whole Bohemian soul, remained in our lodgings in Baker Street, buried among his old books, and alternating from week to week between cocaine and ambition, the drowsiness of the drug, and the fierce energy of his own keen nature.
Arthur Conan Doyle
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I think continually of those who were truly great . Who, from the womb, remembered the soul 's history Through corridors of light where the hours are suns , Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition Was that their lips, still touched with fire , Should tell of the spirit clothed from head to foot in song .
Stephen Spender
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Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,It is not night if Thou be near;Oh, may no earth-born cloud ariseTo hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.
John Keble
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The pure soul shall mount on native wings, . . . and cut a path into the heaven of glory.
William Blake
