A Quote by Ovid

Spare the soul that feels a deadly wound. — © Ovid
Spare the soul that feels a deadly wound.

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A wound in the soul, coming from the rending of the spiritual body, strange as it may seem, gradually closes like a physical wound. And once a deep wound heals over and the edges seem to have knit, a wound in the soul, like a physical wound, can be healed only by the force of life pushing up from inside. This was the way Natasha's wound healed. She thought her life was over. But suddenly her love for her mother showed her that the essence of life - love - was still alive in her. Love awoke, and life awoke.
No one recovers from the disease of being born, a deadly wound if there ever was one.
Complacency is the deadly enemy of spiritual progress. The contented soul is the stagnant soul.
Of all deadly sins, this is the most deadly, namely, that any one should think he is not guilty of a damnable and deadly sin before God.
Has the grim savage rushed again from the wilderness? Or does some fiend... twang her deadly arrows at our breast? No, none of these: it is the hand of Britain that inflicts the wound.
Your soul either feels lifted by something that you read, or it feels squashed by it.
A magician is strong because he feels pain. He feels the difference between what the world is and what he would make of it. Or what did you think that stuff in your chest was? A magician is strong because he hurts more than others. His wound is his strength.
THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling She knew not where, Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship, Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing Heroically lost, heroically found. No matter what disaster occurred She stood in desperate music wound, Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph Where the bales and the baskets lay No common intelligible sound But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea
To heal the wound, you have to go into the dark night of the soul.
When the emotional soul receives a wounding shock, the soul seems to recover as the body recovers. But this is only in appearance. Slowly, slowly the wound to the soul begins to make itself felt, like a bruise, which only slowly deepens its terrible ache, till it fills all the psyche. And when we think we have recovered and forgotten, it is then that the terrible after-effects have to be encountered at their worst.
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
O leave this barren spot to me! Spare, woodman, spare the beechen tree.
The Great Commission will not be fulfilled with our spare time or spare money.
Personally, I'd have welcomed a dementor attack. A deadly struggle for my soul would have broken the monotony nicely.
A big, studly football jock like me? I got plenty of blood to spare. For you, I have anything to spare.
Blair has called Africa 'a scar on our conscience'. It is more. It is the gaping wound of the world's soul.
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