Her physical beauty had initially caught my attention, but it was her spirit that imprisoned my heart and soul forever. – Jonathan

A soul without a high aim is like a ship without a rudder.

Please lift your snowy skies off my soul -Your diamond dreams slice through my veins

I have heard that in the New Zealand native tradition, the soul, when it dies, becomes a star.

By Soulfully understanding all you are – there is no need to fret about what to do next, or when.

As you embrace Christmas, you embrace the magnitude of your life’s journey & purpose.

In expression of Fatherhood I evolve to become – all I was destined, to be.

On this day of love, embrace the freedom, to not just give love – but to receive it, too.

I feel the healinghands of Godtouch my heartand kiss my soul.

I would like to be remembered as a – somebody who could rock your soul or make your cry with a song. And somebody who’s kind, who loved to laugh, and loved his God.

My soul is invisible, like an anorexic’s dinner, but it sure enhances how I feel about my body.

People usually seek to join a religious system in order to gain the eternal bliss and freedom of the soul. But belonging somewhere; anywhere is not freedom. Free is the wind. You need to become...

My art is that of the 35mm kind; my poetry is of the lead and ink kind; my happiness is of the product of both; and my legacy is of the story of my soul,...

You speak as if I actually have a soul. As if mine wasn’t ripped from me by lies and betrayal.

The waves of love roll throughout the Universe, and overflow in our hearts..Everything is ONE!

Animals in children’s literature always have a soul life because children perceive animals as having souls.

Ritengo di essere capace di leggere un poco nell’animo delle persone che mi circondano. Forse non è così. Nelle mie giornate migliori ho l’impressione di scrutare in fondo all’animo altrui, anche se non sono poi...

Power of prayer, serenity for the soul.

Am I as spontaneously kind to God as I used to be, or am I only expecting God to be kind to me? Am I full of the little things that cheer His heart over...

I am Light. My work is not to do, but to be. I am lit from within, therefore, I shine!

What Happens To A Man Is Less Significant Than What Happens Within Him.

Właśnie takie detale: źle dobrany strój, drobna wada uzębienia, czarująca przeciętność duszy, czynią kobietę prawdziwą i żywą. Kobiety z plakatów czy z rewii mody, do których wszystkie starają się dziś upodobnić, nie są pociągające, ponieważ...

Whether consciousness is implanted in us by something divine, or whether it is created by the efforts of our brains, the end result is the same. We are.

There is a place so pure and true, beyond your deep and restless thoughts you’ll find an imaginative longitude for dear shelter, completely lost in time… It’s made of love, of magic dreams, where you...

Or take this girl, for example. At a meeting just outside Paris, a fifteen-year-old girl came up to me and said that she’d been to see [The Double Life of] Véronique. She’d gone once, twice,...

In the case of our fair maiden, we have overlooked two very crucial aspects to that myth. On the one hand, none of us ever really believed the sorcerer was real. We thought we could...

Every great man is an idol, an oracle of inquiry. Don’t aspire to know the former, but aspire to know the diety in his soul.

Desire, problem solving, and communication are all signs of intelligence and awareness. My cat has these, so it’s quite possible he has a soul too.

It’s like she has some sort of captivating fire in her eyes. Sometimes she’ll look at me and I feel like she’s staring into my soul, reading everything I’m trying to keep hidden.

Your voice is yours, how dare you let another speak for you.Your heart is yours, how dare you give it away, so freely to another you hardly know. Your soul is yours, how dare you...

But my dreaming self refuses to be consoled. It continues to wander, aimless, homeless, alone. It cannot be convinced of its safety by any evidence drawn from my waking life.

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.

Look― shoot all you want. With a camera you can barely capture a soul at a time. With planned obsolescence, you can terminate everyone’s future at once and they’ll never know what hit them.

The soul exists partly in eternity and partly in time.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Love and kindness are the hammer and chisel that gently chip through barriers and long-held beliefs to reveal the magnificent soul contained within every human.

Dare I tell them that since I came here to danceI have been giving pieces of my body awayTo ridiculous diets,To repeated injuries,To Remington?And that maybeI thinkWith each bit of my bodyI lose a little...

Faith is a fuel to the engine of soul.

My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave… Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.

You are the master of my heart. I am a slave to you’re soul. Intertwined in a perfect embrace that I will never release myself from.

Love one another gently.

I yearn to taste my desire on your lips.

When you think with your human minds and act with your human bodies, you’ll get human results left and right all the time. It’s logical! But when you think and act from your soul, when...

It feels like my soul is slowly leaving my body and heading off to an unknown place, some “safe” place where it doesn’t have to put up with me and my night terrors.

Fortunately, I’ve never been very conscious and inhibited of what I have to do. The camera’s my soul mate.

Since we have free will, we create our own reality and virtually everything is negotiable.

We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul

When we accomplish one thing, our ego wants to bask in the glory, though our soul is ready to move on to the next.

Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul…to love me.

There is a waterfall in every dream. Cool and crystal clear, it falls gently on the sleeper, cleansing the mind and soothing the soul.