The essence of the worst in the human spirit is not found in the crazy sons of b**ches. Ugliness is found in the faces of the crowd.
Blood is nothing. Heart and spirit make the sage.
One’s expansiveness of spirit needn’t be reflected by one’s personal surroundings.
You can’t crush the human spirit.
The spirits of our loved ones can find a way to come back to us.
It’s not about taking a man’s life. It’s about conquering his spirit.
I am not a human being, but a spirit and fell demon from hottest Hell.
A crazy evil spirit obsessed with bra size took over my body.