List Of 24+ Soul And Body Quotes

The Scene Was Not A Happy One Yet We Looked Upon It In The Cold Stoical Spirit Of A Soldier; A Slight Chilling Pang And Then A Return Soul And Body To The Enemy Before Us.

Eight Full Lives,” I Whispered Against His Jaw, My Voice Breaking. “eight Full Lives And I Never Found Anyone I Would Stay On A Planet For, Anyone I Would Follow When They Left. I Never Found A Partner. Why Now? Why You? You're Not Of My Species. How Can You Be My Partner?” “it's A Strange Universe,” He Murmured. “it's Not Fair,” I Complained, Echoing Sunny's Words. It Wasn't Fair. How Could I Find This, Find Love–now, In This Eleventh Hour–and Have To Leave It? Was It Fair That My Soul And Body Couldn't Reconcile? Was It Fair That I Had To Love Melanie, Too?

Christianity ... Has Produced The Iniquities Of The Inquisition, The Egotism And Celibacy Of The Monasteries, The Fury Of Religious Wars, The Ferocity Of The Hussite, Of The Catholic, Of The Puritan, Of The Spaniard, Of The Irish Orangeman And Of The Irish Papist; It Has Divided Families, Alienated Friends, Lighted The Torch Of Civil War, And Borne The Virgin And The Greybeard To The Burning Pile, Broken Delicate Limbs Upon The Wheel And Wrung The Souls And Bodies Of Innocent Creatures On The Rack; All This It Has Done, And Done In The Name Of God.

Man Is Of Soul And Body, Formed For Deeds Of High Resolve; On Fancy's Boldest Wing.

I'll Trust In God's Unchanging Word, Till Soul And Body Sever. For Though All Things Pass Away, His Word Shall Stand Forever.

There Are Two Kinds Of Writers, Those Who Are And Those Who Aren't. With The First, Content And Form Belong Together Like Soul And Body; With The Second, They Match Each Other Like Body And Clothes.

God Has Power To Create, Or Destroy, Make, Or Unmake At His Pleasure, To Give Life, Or Send Death, To Judge All, And To Be Judged Nor Accountable To None: To Raise Low Things, And To Make High Things Low At His Pleasure, And To God Are Both Soul And Body Due. And The Like Power Have Kings; They Make And Unmake Their Subjects: They Have Power Of Raising, And Casting Down: Of Life, And Of Death: Judges Over All Their Subjects, And In All Causes, And Yet Accountable To None But God Only.

In Spite Of Language, In Spite Of Intelligence And Intuition And Sympathy, One Can Never Really Communicate Anything To Anybody. The Essential Substance Of Every Thought And Feeling Remains Incommunicable, Locked Up In The Impenetrable Strong-room Of The Individual Soul And Body. Our Life Is A Sentence Of Perpetual Solitary Confinement.

Love Is A Portion Of The Soul Itself, And It Is Of The Same Nature As The Celestial Breathing Of The Atmosphere Of Paradise.

The Soul, Like The Body, Lives By What It Feeds On.

Two Separate, Distinct Personalities, Not Separate At All, But Inextricably Bound, Soul And Body And Mind, To Each Other, How Did We Get So Far Apart So Fast?

I Meant It, Claire,' He Said Quietly. 'my Life Is Yours. And It's Yours To Decide What We Shall Do, Where We Go Next. To France, To Italy, Even Back To Scotland. My Heart Has Been Yours Since First I Saw Ye, And You've Held My Soul And Body Between Your Two Hands Here, And Kept Them Safe. We Shall Go As Ye Say.