The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried
along to dwell in the blood.
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The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried
along to dwell in the blood.
[Lat., Anima certe, quia spiritus, in sicco habitare non potest;
ideo in sanguine fertur habitare.]

Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from read more

Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.

What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul.

What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul.

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.

There is one thing one has to have: either a soul that is cheerful by nature, or a soul made read more

There is one thing one has to have: either a soul that is cheerful by nature, or a soul made cheerful by work, love, art, and knowledge.

The writer is the engineer of the human soul.

The writer is the engineer of the human soul.

We must no more ask whether the soul and body are one than ask whether the wax and the figure read more

We must no more ask whether the soul and body are one than ask whether the wax and the figure impressed on it are one.

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.

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.