My soul Quote by Susan Sontag Download Open image “I want to save my soul, that timid wind.” — Susan Sontag ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare My soul Soul Want Wind
“The wind is made of haunting souls that moan and groan in whistles and whispers. This ghostly choir chills the breeze and orchestrates a… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“I’d grown quite fond of the wind since Miss Cleta had taught me the secrets of it. “It’s the breath of God, Jessilyn,” she’d… — Jennifer Erin Valent Copy Share Image
If you listen to the wind very carefully, you'll be able to hear me whisper my love for you. — Andrew Davidson Copy Share Image
And like a wind shall I one day blow amongst them and with my spirit take away their soul's breath: thus my future wills… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
the appetite for thinking must be regulated, as all sensible people know, for it may stifle one's life. — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
Unfortunately, moral beauty in art - like physical beauty in a person - is extremely perishable. It is nowhere so durable as artistic or… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
Like the collector, the photographer is animated by a passion that, even when it appears to be for the present, is linked to a… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
Anthropology has always struggled with an intense, fascinated repulsion towards its subject.... [The anthropologist] submits himself to the exotic to confirm his own inner… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
“Why not eliminate schooling between age 12-16? It’s biologically + psychologically too turbulent a time to be cooped up inside, made to sit all… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
To photograph people is to violate them, by seeing them as they never see themselves, by having knowledge of them that they can never… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
One set of messages of the society we live in is: Consume. Grow. Do what you want. Amuse yourselves. The very working of this… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
Currently intellectuals in Western Europe and North America are extremely demoralized and shaken by the rise of a virulent conservative tendency (which some have… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
With the modern diseases (once TB, now cancer) the romantic idea that the disease expresses the character is invariably extended to assert that the… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
As objects of contemplation, images of the atrocious can answer to several different needs. To steel oneself against weakness. To make oneself more numb.… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
The creative phase of an idea coincides with the period during which it insists, cantankerously, on its boundaries, on what makes it different; but… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet. — Samuel Hoffenstein Copy Share Image
It's bluesy, rocky jazz. I call it soul music, but it's not James Brown soul music. It comes from my soul. It comes from… — Tinsel Korey Copy Share Image
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still… — David Copy Share Image
The prayer of the agnostic: "O God, if there is a God, save my soul if I have a soul." — Ernest Renan Copy Share Image
I think what saved me is me being honest. I think I somewhow had the courage to do something and say something that I… — Ellen DeGeneres Copy Share Image
The reason I do small, independent movies is because I want to keep my soul intact and maintain some kind of integrity within this… — Jamie Bell Copy Share Image
Early on in my life, I had a broken soul. I was abused by my father, abandoned by my mother and ended up in… — Joyce Meyer Copy Share Image
I think my soul is intact, but my methods of reaching people are completely different. — Michael Franti Copy Share Image
I tell everybody, I get so much because I give so much. I give freely, I give all my time, give all my money,… — Mr. T Copy Share Image
There's material that I read that I fall in love with, and I always get a little bit sad because I know that, when… — Emmanuelle Chriqui Copy Share Image
I threw the pearl of my soul into a cup of wine. I went down the primrose path to the sound of flutes. I… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
