The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark
its intentions.
[Lat., Imago animi vultus read more

The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark
its intentions.
[Lat., Imago animi vultus est, indices oculi.]

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

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

Giving yourself to someone who doesn't respect you surrenders pieces of your soul that you'll never get back...

Giving yourself to someone who doesn't respect you surrenders pieces of your soul that you'll never get back...

But each day brings from its pretty dust
Our soon choked souls to fill.

But each day brings from its pretty dust
Our soon choked souls to fill.

I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if read more

I knew that I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.

A man with a soul is not like every other man.

A man with a soul is not like every other man.

A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-informed the tenement read more

A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.

Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
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Today the journey is ended,
I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, along, undefended,
I knock at the Uttermost Gate.
Behind is life and its longing,
Its trial, its trouble, its sorrow,
Beyond is the Infinite Morning
Of a day without a tomorrow.

You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no read more

You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.