Soul

Are you not ashamed that you give your attention to acquiring as much money as possible, and similarly with reputation and honor, and give no attention or thought to truth and understanding and the perfection of your soul?

A house that has a library in it has a soul.

The power of hoping through everything, the knowledge that the soul survives its adventures, that great inspiration comes to the middle-aged. God has kept that good wine until now.

The brain may take advice, but not the heart.

Hearts are flowers; they remain open to the softly-falling dew, but shut up in the violent downpour of rain.

What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to an human soul.

The dream is the small hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens to that primeval cosmic night that was soul long before there was conscious ego.

Dreams nourish the soul just as food nourishes the body.

Someone has said that conversation is sex for the soul.

Where the heart lies, let the brain lie also.

In every man’s heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.

There is nothing that makes its way more directly to the soul than beauty.

Wisdom is to the soul what health is to the body.

Superfluous wealth can buy superfluities only. Money is not required to buy one necessary of the soul.

Without the rich heart, wealth is an ugly beggar.

Nobody sees with his eyes alone; we see with our souls.

There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.

Such as are your habitual thoughts, such also will be the character of your mind; for the soul is dyed by the thoughts.

it is the universal or divine blood that flows through us all.

Every production of an artist should be the expression of an adventure of his soul.

You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul.

It is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin; another’s voice; another’s soul.

I don’t think we should read for instruction but to give our souls a chance to luxuriate.

The primary benefit of practicing any art, whether well or badly, is that it enables one’s soul to grow.