Each soul has special gift. Find your gift for the specific service.
Dwelling on the past is like dragging a boat over dry land.
I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything.
Maybe we’re from the same star.
I have learned to thank God for what I cannot see, I have learned to trust God with what I cannot.
That’s what makes it so right. Your eyes-your soul is there, but the rest of you is still so undefined. That’s the beauty of childhood. The eyes show everything you’ve seen so far, but the rest of you is still so open to possibility, to whatever you might become.
Then it kissed me-not as a man would kiss a lover, not with tenderness or even passion. This was a kiss that stole the soul of men. Revulsion at this creature’s kiss was instantly replaced by the warmth stealing through my veins, as if my missing blood were being replenished and contrived to heal me. I craved to keep kissing the beast. My entire being awakened to that kiss feeding me ecstasy, feeding me life.
If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans.
In the soul of a lover, it is always spring where flowers of ecstasy are always blooming. Music of love is always playing.
In the heart and in the soul, evil takes its wicked toll. When moonlight shines like flowing blood, over the earth, the Daimons will flood
Don’t indulge your ego at the expense of your soul.