Work for your own soul's sake.
The tongue may be an unruly member-- But silence poisons the soul.
To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one.
This is Darrow, Inadequately scrawled, with his young, old heart, And his drawl, and his infinite paradox And his sadness, and kindness, And his artist sense that drives him to shape his life To something harmonious, even against the schemes of God.
the much-sought prize of eternal youth Is just arrested growth.
How shall the soul of a man be larger than the life he has lived?