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Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts

Sunday, July 24, 2022

Post #3134

The wealth of the soul is the only true wealth.
—Lucian 

Sunday, January 17, 2021

Post #3055

Let your soul shine.
It's better than sunshine.
It's better than moonshine.
Damn sure better than rain.
—Warren Haynes, American Musician

Tuesday, January 01, 2019

Post #2732

Whatever that be, which thinks, which understands, which wills, which acts, it is something celestial and divine ; and, upon that account, must necessarily be eternal.
—Cicero

Monday, December 31, 2018

Post #2731

I am positive I have a soul; nor can all the books with which materialists have pester'd the world ever convince me of the contrary.
—Laurence Sterne

Friday, December 28, 2018

Post #2730

The imaginative faculty of the soul must be fed with objects immense and eternal.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thursday, December 27, 2018

Post #2729

The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul.
—William Wordsworth

Wednesday, April 04, 2018

Post #2548

Life was intended to be so adjusted that the body should be the servant of the soul, and always subordinate to the soul.
—J. G. Holland

Friday, March 23, 2018

Post #2540

The most regular and most perfect soul in the world has but too much to do to keep itself upright from being overthrown by its own weakness.
—Michel de Montaigne

Thursday, March 08, 2018

Post #2529

A soul which is conversant with virtue is like an ever flowing source, for it is pure and tranquil and potable and sweet and communicative (social) and rich and harmless and free from mischief.
—Epictetus

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Post #2513

Never let man imagine that he can pursue a good end by evil means, without sinning against his own soul! Any other issue is doubtful; the evil effect on himself is certain.
—Robert Southey

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Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Post #2123

The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark its intentions.
—Cicero

Monday, April 11, 2016

Post #2051

I am fully convinced that the soul is indestructible, and that its activity will continue through eternity. It is like the sun, which, to our eyes, seems to set in night; but it has in reality only gone to diffuse its light elsewhere.
—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Post #1922

The soul is only the thinking part of the body, and with the body it passes away. When death comes, the farce is over (la farce est jouée), therefore let us take our pleasure while we can.
—Julien Offray de la Mettrie

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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Post #1903

The human soul is like a bird that is born in a cage. Nothing can deprive it of its natural longings, or obliterate the mysterious remembrance of its heritage.
 —Epes Sargent

Thursday, April 09, 2015

Post #1789

Warm your spirit by performing noble deeds, not by ignobly seeking the sympathy of your fellows, who are no better than yourself.
—Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Post #1737

The wealth of a soul is measured by how much it can feel; its poverty, by how little.
—W.R. Alger

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Post #1411

A soul,—a spark of the never-dying flame that separates man from all the other beings of earth.
—James Fenimore Cooper

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The Penalty of Leadership

In every field of human endeavor, he that is first must perpetually live in the white light of publicity. Whether the leadership be vested in a man or in a manufactured product, emulation and envy are ever at work. In art, in literature, in music, in industry, the reward and the punishment are always the same. The reward is widespread recognition; the punishment, fierce denial and detraction. When a man’s work becomes a standard for the whole world, it also becomes a target for the shafts of the envious few. If his work be mediocre, he will be left severely alone – if he achieve a masterpiece, it will set a million tongues a -wagging. Jealousy does not protrude its forked tongue at the artist who produces a commonplace painting. Whatsoever you write, or paint, or play, or sing, or build, no one will strive to surpass or to slander you unless your work be stamped with the seal of genius. Long, long after a great work or a good work has been done, those who are disappointed or envious, continue to cry out that it cannot be done. Spiteful little voices in the domain of art were raised against our own Whistler as a mountebank, long after the big world had acclaimed him its greatest artistic genius. Multitudes flocked to Bayreuth to worship at the musical shrine of Wagner, while the little group of those whom he had dethroned and displaced argued angrily that he was no musician at all. The little world continued to protest that Fulton could never build a steamboat, while the big world flocked to the river banks to see his boat steam by. The leader is assailed because he is a leader, and the effort to equal him is merely added proof of that leadership. Failing to equal or to excel, the follower seeks to depreciate and to destroy – but only confirms once more the superiority of that which he strives to supplant. There is nothing new in this. It is as old as the world and as old as human passions – envy, fear, greed, ambition, and the desire to surpass. And it all avails nothing. If the leader truly leads, he remains – the leader. Master-poet, master-painter, master-workman, each in his turn is assailed, and each holds his laurels through the ages. That which is good or great makes itself known, no matter how loud the clamor of denial. That which deserves to live — lives.
written by Theodore F. MacManus

A deadly viper once bit a hole snipe's hide; But 'twas the viper, not the snipe, that died.

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