Soul

"But thou shall flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds."

"What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul."

"And see all sights from pole to pole, And glance, and nod, and bustle by, And never once possess our soul Before we die."

"But each day brings its petty dust Our soon choked souls to fill."

"Anima certe, quia spiritus, in sicco habitare non potest; ideo in sanguine fertur habitare."

"A soul as white as Heaven."

"John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave His soul goes marching on."

"And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again."

"And he that makes his soul his surety, I think, does give the best security."

"The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul."

"Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light and another of darkness; on the confines of two everlasting hostile empires, Necessity and Freewill."

"Imago animi vultus est, indices oculi."

"From the looks—not the lips, is the soul reflected."

"The soul of man is larger than the sky, Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark Of the unfathomed centre."

"My father was an eminent button-maker at Birmingham,… but I had a soul above buttons."

"A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day."

"Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name."

"I have a soul that, like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more."

"The one thing in the world, of value, is the active soul."

"Gravity is the ballast of the soul, which keeps the mind steady."

"He was one of a lean body and visage, as if his eager soul, biting for anger at the clog of his body, desired to fret a passage through it."

"Animula, vagula, blandula Hospes comesque corporis! Quæ nunc abibis in loca, Pallidula, frigida nudula Nec ut soles dabis joca?"

"It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul."

"Salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear."

"Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!"

"And rest at last where souls unbodied dwell, In ever-flowing meads of Asphodel."

"The production of souls is the secret of unfathomable depth."

"The limbs will quiver and move after the soul is gone."

"Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily course of duty run."

"Arise, O Soul, and gird thee up anew, Though the black camel Death kneel at thy gate; No beggar thou that thou for alms shouldst sue: Be the proud captain still of thine own fate."

"Ah, the souls of those that die Are but sunbeams lifted higher."

"Ignoratur enim, quæ sit natura animai; Nata sit, an contra nascentibus insinuetur; Et simul intereat nobiscum, morte diremta, An tenebras Orci visat, vastasque lacunas: An pecudes alias divinitus insinuet se."

"Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry."

"This ae nighte, this ae nighte Every nighte and all; Fire and sleete, and candle lighte And Christe receive thye saule."

"For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?"

"Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?"

"The soul of the river had entered my soul, And the gathered power of my soul was moving So swiftly, it seemed to be at rest Under cities of cloud and under Spheres of silver and changing worlds— Until I saw a flash of trumpets Above the battlements over Time!"

"The dust's for crawling, heaven's for flying, Wherefore, O Soul, whose wings are grown, Soar upward to the sun!"

"What is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?"

"The soul, aspiring, pants its source to mount, As streams meander level with their fount."

"There was a little man, and he had a little soul; And he said, "Little Soul, let us try, try, try!""

"I reflected how soon in the cup of desire The pearl of the soul may be melted away; How quickly, alas, the pure sparkle of fire We inherit from heaven, may be quenched in the clay."

"Above the vulgar flight of common souls."

"Lord of myself, accountable to none. But to my conscience, and my God alone."

"I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell, And by and by my Soul returned to me, And answered "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell.""

"Est deus in nobis, et sunt commercia cœli. Sedibus ætheriis spiritus ille venit."

"Deus est in pectore nostro."

"Egomet sum mihi imperator."

"No craving void left aching in the soul."

"The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come."