Two people who are true friends are like two bodies with one soul.
This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us. If one has the courage to ask her what she thinks, she is always saying the very opposite to what other people say.
These are the soul’s changes. I don’t believe in ageing. I believe in forever altering one’s aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism.
There have been as great Souls unknown to fame as any of the most famous.
There can be no keener revelation of a society’s soul than the way in which it treats its children.
There be those who say that things and places have souls, and there be those who say they have not; I dare not say, myself, but I have told you of The Street.
The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.
The Soul selects her own Society — Then — shuts the Door — To her divine Majority — Present no more —
Someone has a great fire in his soul and nobody ever comes to warm themselves at it, and passers-by see nothing but a little smoke at the top of the chimney and then go on their way.
Put your heart, mind, and soul into even your smallest acts. This is the secret of success.
One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I can imagine. I only know if once mine gets out, I’ll have a bit of a tussle before I let it get in again to that of any other.
Once conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul. She becomes all outer show and inward emptiness; dull, callous, and indifferent.
