“Imprisoned in our bodies…and our soul has its windows.”
Joseph Joubert (1754–1824) French moralist and essayist
Mesiras Nefesh, quoted in M. Samuel. Prince of the Ghetto. Alfred A. Knopf, 1948, p. 22.
“Imprisoned in our bodies…and our soul has its windows.”
Joseph Joubert (1754–1824) French moralist and essayist
Alice Meynell (1847–1922) English publisher, editor, writer, poet, activist
"Eyes", pp. 98–99
The Colour of Life and Other Essays (1896)
Robert Frost (1874–1963) American poet
" Tree at My Window http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tree-at-my-window-2/" (1928) <br class="br">1920s
William Jennings Bryan (1860–1925) United States Secretary of State
Address at Illinois College (1881)
Context: Character is the entity, the individuality of the person, shining from every window of the soul, either as a beam of purity, or as a clouded ray that betrays the impurity within. The contest between light and darkness, right and wrong, goes on; day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment, our characters are being formed, and this is the all-important question which comes to us in accents ever growing fainter as we journey from the cradle to the grave, "Shall those characters be good or bad?"
“They say the eyes are the window to the soul.”
Wendy Mass A Mango-Shaped Space
Source: A Mango-Shaped Space
“These lovely lamps, these windows of the soul.”
Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas (1544–1590) French writer
First Week, Sixth Day. Compare: "Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes", William Shakespeare, Richard III, act v. sc. 3.
La Semaine; ou, Création du monde (1578)
“People say that eyes are windows to the soul.”
Khaled Hosseini book The Kite Runner
Source: The Kite Runner
“I would not open windows into men's souls.”
Elizabeth I of England (1533–1603) Queen regnant of England and Ireland from 17 November 1558 until 1603
Oral tradition, possibly originating in a letter drafted for her by Francis Bacon. http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=nkJad0EYVxIC&pg=PA104#v=onepage&q&f=false http://books.google.co,/books?id=0yA-MQLwOtEC&pg=PA104#v=onepage&q&f=false
“The soul is the prison of the body.”
Michel Foucault book Discipline and Punish
[L]'âme, prison du corps.
Discipline and Punish (1977) as translated by Alan Sheridan, p. 30
Discipline and Punish (1977)