#soul

The big uncookable sections of who we are, they’re the ones I love to taste the most.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cook #cooking #eat #food #identity

This is [her] soul group.’ What do you mean?’ It’s a group of souls with whom she resonates closely. ↗

— James Redfield

#soul #insight

To know intense joy without a strong bodily frame, one must have an enthusiastic soul. ↗

— George Eliot

#joy #soul #life

Past humanity is not only implicit in each new man born but is contained in him. Humanity is an ever-widening spiral and life is the beam that plays briefly on each succeeding ring. All humanity from its beginning to its end is already present but the beam has not yet played beyond you. ↗

— Flann O'Brien

#mortality #soul #life

Song of myself A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose? Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. ↗

— Walt Whitman

#life #poetry #soul #design

I would willingly pass my life writing and re-writing the same book - that one book every writer carries within him - the image of his own soul. ↗

— Ignazio Silone

#re-writing #soul #writing #life

Despite the heat in her face, it felt as if cold needles of ice were running up and down her veins. "What are you doing here?" He drew back slightly, looking disappointed. "That isn't really an answer to my question, you know. I was expecting more of a "Hallelujah Chorus.' I mean, it's not every day your boyfriend comes back from the dead." "I already knew you weren't dead." She spoke through numb lips. "I saw you in the library. With--" "Colonel Mustard?" "Sebastian. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jace #sebastian #running

She can't help it,' he said. 'She's got the soul of a poet and the emotional makeup of a junkyard dog. ↗

— Stephen King

#soul #stubborn #women #emotion

I don't believe everything happens for a reason. But I still search for reasons anyway. It's like I don't want to admit that maybe everything really is totally random...that people are just molecules in the air, bumping into each other and floating away again." -p150, NOTES TO SELF ↗

— Avery Sawyer

#identity #memory #people #soul-searching #teen

To that man of high aim whose body, mind and soul act in correspondence, all secrets of nature become revealed to him. He feels within himself, as every where, that universal life wherein there is no distinction, no sense of separateness, but all around, all bliss, unity and peace. ↗

— Virchand Raghavji Gandhi

#famous-quotes #human #incarnation #indian-philsophers #indian-quote