
“A good man knows when to sacrifice himself, a bad man survives but loses his soul.”
The Mission Song (2006)
Source: Ferdydurke
“A good man knows when to sacrifice himself, a bad man survives but loses his soul.”
The Mission Song (2006)
Women Can't Hear What Men Don't Say (2000)
Mesiras Nefesh, quoted in M. Samuel. Prince of the Ghetto. Alfred A. Knopf, 1948, p. 22.
“A man without a mustache is a man without a soul.”
“Great truths are portions of the soul of man;
Great souls are portions of eternity.”
Sonnet VI
Sonnets (1844)
“Woe to the flesh which depends upon the soul, woe to the soul which depends upon the flesh!”
112
Gospel of Thomas (c. 50? — c. 140?)
1860s, Life and Letters in New England (1867)
Context: The key to the period appeared to be that the mind had become aware of itself. Men grew reflective and intellectual. There was a new consciousness. The former generations acted under the belief that a shining social prosperity was the beatitude of man, and sacrificed uniformly the citizen to the State. The modern mind believed that the nation existed for the individual, for the guardianship and education of every man. This idea, roughly written in revolutions and national movements, in the mind of the philosopher had far more precision; the individual is the world.
This perception is a sword such as was never drawn before. It divides and detaches bone and marrow, soul and body, yea, almost the man from himself. It is the age of severance, of dissociation, of freedom, of analysis, of detachment. Every man for himself. The public speaker disclaims speaking for any other; he answers only for himself. The social sentiments are weak; the sentiment of patriotism is weak; veneration is low; the natural affections feebler than they were. People grow philosophical about native land and parents and. relations. There is an universal resistance to ties rand ligaments once supposed essential to civil society. The new race is stiff, heady and rebellious; they are fanatics in freedom; they hate tolls, taxes, turnpikes, banks, hierarchies, governors, yea, almost laws. They have a neck of unspeakable tenderness; it winces at a hair. They rebel against theological as against political dogmas; against mediation, or saints, or any nobility in the unseen.
The age tends to solitude. The association of the time is accidental and momentary and hypocritical, the detachment intrinsic and progressive. The association is for power, merely, — for means; the end being the enlargement and independency of the individual.
“Man, as the prying housemaid of the soul.”
Source: This Last Pain' (1930), Line 5.