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‘Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

Your soul is a dark forest. But the trees are of a particular species, they are genealogical trees.

It is my own firm belief that the strength of the soul grows in proportion as you subdue the flesh.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

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

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.

The eyes of the soul of the multitudes are unable to endure the vision of the divine.

Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

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