Top 100 Quotes About Her Soul
#1. She was a collector of reflections looking for souls that could see deeply inside her soul.
Shannon L. Alder
#2. Every girl has something beautiful in her soul. It doesn't matter if she's fat or thin. That has nothing to do with her personality.
Ville Valo
#3. With every single fiber of her soul, she wanted to be With every single fiber of her soul, she wanted to be
RaeAnne Thayne
#4. Guilt ripped into her like a rusty, serrated knife. It took up residence in her soul, settling in and getting comfortable so it could saw away ragged pieces of flesh and leave her to bleed.
G.S. Jennsen
#5. And
Her soul! Her soul is consumed by this longing.
Sappho
#6. She had nothing to lose when she looked into those dark limpid pools of desire...Apart from her soul, and even that she would relinquish for one night undulating on his rigid fervour. But to what end? A moment of exquisite bliss? No, she demanded an encore; even her soul had a price...
Virginia Alison
#7. She was quick to anger, quick to laughter, and jolly from the depths of her soul.
Willa Cather
#8. She felt that the diving image of Mme Stahl that she had carried in her soul for a whole month had vanished irretrievably ... And by no effort of imagination could she bring back the former Mme Stahl.
Leo Tolstoy
#9. Though she remained earthbound, the freedom in her soul made her fly.
J.R. Ward
#10. The woman had practiced patience all the long days of her life, exercised it to such an extent it had become the strongest muscle of her soul.
Lyman Hafen
#11. Its sound in her soul was a distant fast train. Love did not bring happiness, it did not last, and it ended in pain. She did not want to believe this, and she was not certain that she did; perhaps she feared it was true in her own life, and her fear had become a feeling that tasted like disbelief.
Andre Dubus
#12. With a happy chirp, hope found a perch in her soul.
Melissa Pearl
#13. Slowly, she made her way out of the water and stood for a moment on the shore, looking out at the vast expanse of the briny deep. She smiled. This had been her baptism, she reckoned, and with a certainty in her soul that could only come from God Himself, she knew that she would begin her life anew.
Paula W. Millet
#14. Don't have a line to the devil, Ham."
"Bullshit, babe. Somewhere along the line, you made a deal with him. No woman who gives head the way you do hasn't sold her soul for that ability.
Kristen Ashley
#15. She felt like parts of her soul were missing, had left her body long ago. It had happened not in Greece three months ago, but long before that. It was in Greece that she'd realized those parts had left her and were not coming back.
Ann Brashares
#16. Hope had been that thing with burnt feathers buried in her soul, but now it was waking up, stretching, beating fresh wings in the ashes.
Shannon Hale
#17. The man she'd glimpsed that morning, and the one who'd cared enough to put his arms around a packmate who was hurting, he was dangerous, someone who spoke to her soul beyond the primitive tug of sex.
Nalini Singh
#18. Now one often saw only her face and body, while her soul was not seen at all.
Leo Tolstoy
#19. Just as a woman's eyes are the mirrors of her soul, her shapely bottom is her seat of learning.
Michael
#20. Her once twinkling green eyes set deep into the pale features looked as if they were the only ghastly crystal barriers between strangers and her soul.
Paullina Simons
#21. If it was in an attempt to purify her soul, to destroy the devil inside with a higher power.
Alessandra Torre
#22. Natasha, in her lilac silk dress trimmed with black lace walked, as women can walk, with the more repose and stateliness the greater the pain and shame in her soul.
Leo Tolstoy
#23. Her eyes were a rich dark brown that were so deep, they reminded me of my sleepless nights, awake, staring into complete darkness. I felt compelled to look deeper, searching for something inside her, but her soul was covered and her eyes would not show me.
Cristina Martin
#24. When a woman feels the first grip of her child's dependence upon her, she has forever lost her freedom. If the child dies, a grave shackles her soul through life. If the child lives, the welfare of that child keeps perpetually between her and the sun.
Alice Moore Hubbard
#25. If Amy had one ounce of romance in her soul, she would be sighing with gratification. Instead, she said acerbically, "All that's missing is the love poem."
Jermyn deposited her in a chair by the table. "I'll order a pen and ink for you.
Christina Dodd
#26. ... She was, obviously, one of those women whose polished words may reflect a book club or bridge club, or any other deadly conventionality, but never her soul.
Vladimir Nabokov
#27. Books had gotten her through many years of loneliness. They kept dreams alive inside her soul and taught her of love that always seemed so far from her reach. And
Victoria James
#28. But as they settled into their seats in the inn's busy dining room, he looked at her across the table and it wasn't her beauty he saw. It was her heart. And her soul. And he had a sinking feeling that his life was never going to be the same.
Julia Quinn
#29. My mother, may her soul rest in peace, shaped my personality; thanks to her, I have acquired many values, good traits and skills.
Mohammed Bin Rashid Al Maktoum
#30. This new brand of mastery, of dominance that demanded she bare her soul, not just surrender her body, gave him a terrible power over her.
Renee Rose
#31. A seal the size of Canada attaches to her soul light.
Victoria Scott
#32. She clung to the memories of her youth as if they were the only way she could save a piece of her soul from whatever it was she was about to face.
Emmie White
#33. She talked for a while about how much creativity Emily had in her soul and other bullshit, but it was nice bullshit, Chris thought. Emily would have liked it.
Jodi Picoult
#34. Ah, he would take her beyond
beyond the ugliness, the pettiness, the attrition and corrosion of her soul.
Edith Wharton
#35. Art contained an undefined mystery that spoke to her soul.
Geraldine Solon
#36. It was so long ago now that the job felt like part of her soul. Like being a teacher or an artist who made things out of sand. You never really saw the results. You just trusted that you knew what you were doing and that everything would work out okay in the end.
Emma Straub
#37. She wondered what a girl had to do to get her soul condemned.
Anna Durand
#38. You're not going to find her on the cover of a magazine. She's more the kind you find at a museum, on a painting or in a piece of literature. Her beauty is in her soul.
J.M. Darhower
#39. She knew without a doubt what he had said was true. They were created for each other. Destined for this time of reconciliation. For Keirah, it was a moment, no, it was the moment of a lifetime, and it would forever be engraved on her heart and etched in her soul to be remembered long after forever.
Madison Thorne Grey
#40. When I was in school, I really thought about soul a lot. I was listening a lot to Bjork and to the Commodores. I really wanted to know how they felt. And especially with Bjork, the music there told me wow, that's really her soul there.
Alice Smith
#41. That sort doesn't like to admit she's been reduced to stealing food, thought the cook. Poor soul! It's only a few apples. Lord, if you're watching, those apples are freely given. You don't hold them against her soul. (The cook was in the habit of lecturing the Lord, whom she considered a colleague.)
T. Kingfisher
#42. The steel suddenly touched her heart. Ah, jealousy, it was jealousy, the cold hand mashing her slowly, squeezing her, diminishing her soul.
Clarice Lispector
#43. Having someone this male next to her made her soul feel exhilarated and convey brazenly suggestive, female, liberal ideas to her inner id.
Missy Lyons
#44. Christianity has a distinct, 'No, you can't sit with us,' vibe. When Amy says loving a woman will tarnish her soul, she means it. And when Elise laughs, she's laughing at the people who don't have a seat at their table. I
Will Kostakis
#45. There was cement in her soul. It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
#46. Became a woman who learned her own skin and dug into her soul and found it full.
Anne Sexton
#47. For every woman, there is that one man who could get her to go anywhere he wanted her to go, do anything he wanted her to do - reach into her soul and turn her whole world on its ear - challenge everything she thought she believed.
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Lenore Wolfe
#48. Me mam, bless her soul, tol' me tha' was the worst thing ye could be to a man - convenient.
Karen Hawkins
#49. How catastrophic is it when the church herself becomes secularized and expressive individualism sits in the driver's seat in the church's life and mission. When the church has lost connection with Christ her living head, she loses her soul.
Harold L. Senkbeil
#50. She keeps telling
herself and others
that she doesn't want
a relationship to silence
the longing in her soul.
That alternative fact
feeds her insecurities
and starves her soul.
Sanjo Jendayi
#51. There was something much greater she needed to feed her soul, and perhaps one day soon she would go ...
Danielle Steel
#52. Blessed is a mother that would give up part of her soul for her children's happiness.
Shannon L. Alder
#53. If India is to survive, she must be made young again. Rushing and billowing streams of energy must be poured into her; her soul must become, as it was in the old times, like the surges, vast, puissant, calm or turbulent at will, an ocean of action or of force.
Sri Aurobindo
#55. Everyone can look inside his or her soul and decide what he or she can do to make a world at peace, to end this fighting that goes on every day around the world.
Ruth Gruber
#56. The voids in her soul turned every touch of someone else into the reminiscent of his love inside her.
Akshay Vasu
#57. One who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul
Kate Chopin
#58. Eternal rest, grant unto her, O Lord, and may perpetual light shine upon her. May her soul and all the souls of the faithfully departed rest in peace. Amen.
Ann Patchett
#59. Lips are the outward sign, the emblem of desire, and lipstick is the ink in which we graffiti that message on our smile, our pout and pucker. When a girl blows a man a kiss she is sending him a piece of her soul.
Chloe Thurlow
#60. Every loss, every mistake, was seared into her soul, creating a different kind of tattoo, one made from rage and abandonment, heart break and tears
Kami Garcia
#61. Her soul was a fifth season, of richer hue than autumn, bursting with more life than spring, hidden away, ready to transform the world with such glory as it had never seen.
Carol Berg
#62. This splendid vision dwelt in her memory as the most beautiful thing that it was possible to dream, so that now she strove to recall her sensation. That still lasted, however, but in a less exclusive fashion and with a deeper sweetness. Her soul, tortured by
Gustave Flaubert
#63. Her soul is clear of any red seals, but that won't last long, ' cause Papa's come to play.
Victoria Scott
#64. I'm going to make love to you until you scream. Until you know you're mine. No man will ever touch you again. Only me. He stared through her soul with his hungry emerald eyes. I'll mark you so every man who sees you know who you belong to.
Gayle Donnelly
#65. Like any author worth a shit - she parted with a piece of her soul.
C.J. Roberts
#66. Of the freedom to be wild and untrammeled. Of the ache she felt in her soul sometimes to be connected to nothing, answerable to nothing, bound by nothing.
Cassandra Clare
#67. She had experimented with Wicca eight years ago, found that her spells did not produce the desired results of making her every bully bald and fat, and threw it in the corner of her soul as effete and impractical, as she had with a series of other theological outfits.
Thomm Quackenbush
#68. She'd realize Steve was her soul mate and that she would never love anyone as much as she loved him.
Meg Cabot
#69. She says things that genuinely move me. She lets her soul slip through her lips, and it's always raw and incredibly sad.
Tarryn Fisher
#70. I take her face between my hands.
I kiss her forehead,
I kiss her nose,
I kiss her eyes.
And when our lips meet, I kiss her soul.
J.R. Richardson
#71. He couldn't read any more of Velvette's stories. This was too intimate. She spills her soul by stitching words so splendidly, even ragged threads are imperceptible.
Anonymous
#72. The window of her sadness was so vast that it almost opened a path to her soul.
Ondjaki
#73. And the girl pulled whatever she could find deep inside her soul, from all the pain, and the hurt, and the fear.
Neil Gaiman
#74. But I'll tell you this, it started with my mother. I have to give her. God bless her and rest her soul. I had a good foundation at home, so when I was able to go off and do these things in baseball there was always support.
Dave Winfield
#75. His mom lived in Long Island for ten years or so. God rest her soul. And- although, she's- wait- your mom's still- your mom's still alive. Your dad passed. God bless her soul.
Joe Biden, on the mother of Irish Prime Minister Brian Cowen, who is very much alive, Washington, D.C., March 17, 2010
Joe Biden
#76. Innocence had nothing to do with the state of her virginity but with the state of her heart. A woman could screw a thousand men, and if she still was able to love, she could hold her innocence in her soul.
Sophie Oak
#77. She lowered her eyes, and suddenly saw the fox. He was looking up at her. Her chin was pressed down, and his eyes were looking up. They met her eyes. And he knew her. She was spellbound - she knew he knew her. So he looked into her eyes, and her soul failed her. He knew her, he was not daunted.
D.H. Lawrence
#78. What's wrong with her soul?"
"Nothing. She's just not actually in possession of it.
Rachel Vincent
#79. She still found no words in which she could express the complexity of her feelings; indeed, she could not even find thoughts in which she could clearly think out all that was in her soul.
Leo Tolstoy
#80. When I connected with Raine physically, I could feel every bit of her soul within my own. It had never even occurred to me before that I might have a soul.
Shay Savage
#81. Instead of her soul swaying with new life, it seemed to droop, to bleed, as if it were wounded.
D.H. Lawrence
#82. His lips were approaching hers, but she could not taste sin. Not yet. Not
until she knew the name of this golden haired man, so her soul could sing
his name for the rest of eternity.
Katherine Givens
#83. She needed to hear the reminder, the reminder that there was more to this life than her heart. Even if it could never be mended completely. She had her soul. She had the Hereafter. She had her faith.
Umm Zakiyyah
#84. The two princes stared at each other, one gold and one silver, one her twin and one her soul-bonded. There was nothing friendly in the stares, nothing human - two Fae males locked in some unspoken dominance battle.
Sarah J. Maas
#85. Psyche did not think the feeling running through her could exist, it was too powerful, too profound and pierced her soul in a way that was a beautiful agony.
Jasmine Dubroff
#86. It is true she doesn't exercise, her cholesterol is sky-high. But all that is only a good excuse, hiding how it's her soul, really, that is wearing out.
Elizabeth Strout
#87. Being with him made her feel as though her soul had escaped from the narrow confines of her island country into the vast, extravagant spaces of his. He made her feel as though the world belonged to them- as though it lay before them like an opened frog on a dissecting table, begging to be examined.
Arundhati Roy
#88. So each had a private little sun for her soul to bask in; some dream, some affection, some hobby, or at least some remote and distant hope ...
Thomas Hardy
#89. There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than buried deep within her. All of her. Her body. Her heart. Her soul. She is the good I seek. She is the pure I long to be. She is worth everything I will give up to be with her.
Rebecca Shea
#90. Yet surely no afterlife could be cruel enough to accept not just her soul but all her agony.
Stephen Lloyd Jones
#92. Observe the eyes, for they are the windows to her soul.
Habeeb Akande
#93. Hope and light and motion, her soul whispered. Hope and formation and fusion, Hope and heat and accretion. The miracle of gravity. The miracle of transformation. Each precious thing is destroyed and each precious thing is saved. Hope, hope, hope.
Kelly Barnhill
#94. Nic loves Elf's odd requests, each one is like a holiday for him ... and he's not a Mennonite, which is important
in a man
for Elf. Mennonite men have wasted too much of her time already, trying to harvest her soul and shackle her to shame.
Miriam Toews
#95. Though her soul requires seeing, the culture around her requires sightlessness. Though her soul wishes to speak its truth, she is pressured to be silent.
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#96. Isobel looked down at her lap, at her hands. She turned her left one over, remembering where Varen had written his number on her that first time. Those numbers were gone now, but in hindsight, he may as well have tattooed the moment onto her soul.
Kelly Creagh
#97. There was a rousing in herself, deeper than her heart, deeper than her soul. There was a place deeper than knowing, and a Presence there stirred her and soothed her all at once.
She was not alone.
Camille Elliot
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Then she was at the bottom, in the filtered light, alone. Black water filled her nose and mouth, her stomach, her lungs.
Her soul.
Lauren Kate
#99. Her endless, futile attempts to make her feelings known fell on stony ground. Slowly she retreated into the darkness where her dreams became reality and reality faded into the deep recesses of her soul....
Virginia Alison
#100. He knew how she would love. He had not loved her without gaining that instinctive knowledge of what capabilities were in her. Her soul would walk in glorious sunlight if any man was worthy, by his power of loving, to win back her love.
Elizabeth Gaskell
