1,904 Quotes About Spirit
- Author Craig D. Lounsbrough
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We can see the people around us, but we rarely ‘see’ the people around us.
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- Author Nozer Kanga
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Positive choices help us to transform our souls and with this transformation we create a better world.
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- Author Giovannie de Sadeleer
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Spreading positivity is the best remedy for a poisoned spirit.
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- Author Barack Obama
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Even the smallest act of service, the simplest act of kindness, is a way to honor those we lost; a way to reclaim that spirit of unity that followed 9/11.
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- Author Saim .A. Cheeda
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Maybe I am an Old Soul among Young Bodies.
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- Author Hope Bradford
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Kuan Yin Speaks on The Law of the Spiritualization (Transformation) of Matter: “The earth is trying to teach humans that everything is spirit…Being human is an opportunity to bring spirit into all that is material…The quality and intensity of resonance emanated from a given point is thus attracted back. When one brings spirit into the human realm, it can spiritualize matter. Matter can then become lighter, (indeed liberated), not as dense as before.”-Kuan Yin
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- Author Nozer Kanga
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A true friendship is determined by how well our friends stand by and support us in our toughest and most distressful times and, conversely, how well we support them in their difficult situations.
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- Author Thomas Lloyd Qualls
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His journey is not a reflection of the moon. It is the moon itself. He is not separate from this quest. It is his dharma, his path, his voice. It is not a bead on a mala, not a veil to remove. It is the cooperation of elements, the marriage of spirit and flesh. It is the shadow of faith, the reflection of being. It is the full metaphor. It is all there is.
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- Author Nora Roberts
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It was a mistake to think of houses, old houses, as being empty. They were filled with memories, with the faded echoes of voices. Drops of tears, drops of blood, the ring of laughter, the edge of tempers that had ebbed and flowed between the walls, into the walls, over the years.Wasn't it, after all, a kind of life?And there were houses, he knew it, that breathed. They carried in their wood and stone, their brick and mortar a kind of ego that was nearly, very nearly, human.
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