I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

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.]

And see all sights from pole to pole
And glance, and nod, and bustle by,
And never read more

And see all sights from pole to pole
And glance, and nod, and bustle by,
And never once possess our soul
Before we die.

The iron entered into his soul.

The iron entered into his soul.

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.

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.

My soul is continually in my hand: yet do I not forget thy law.

My soul is continually in my hand: yet do I not forget thy law.

But if nothing but soul, or in soul mind, is qualified to count, it is impossible for there to be read more

But if nothing but soul, or in soul mind, is qualified to count, it is impossible for there to be time unless there is soul, but only that of which time is an attribute, i.e. if change can exist without soul.

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us read more

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.