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.
The spirits of our loved ones can find a way to come back to us.
One’s expansiveness of spirit needn’t be reflected by one’s personal surroundings.
You can’t crush the human spirit.
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.