“And so we smile on, Feeding the truths we share With a union of our souls, Cathedral slaves of our passion Which builds beauty amongst chaos.” SoulPassionShareUnionsSlaveChaosFeedingCathedrals Author:Scott Hastie
“Among those born into chaos, some will imagine an order and become scientists; a few will recognize the chaos and become abstract artists; most others will turn to faith for understanding; and the rest will become lost souls.” SoulArtistOrderTurnsLostUnderstandingBornImagineScientistChaosAbstractLost Souls Author:Robert Breault
“Within the stability of a family struggle, when there's less chaos, you can have the most soul-searching and the most digging to find out what and who you really are.” SoulStruggleChaosStabilitySoul SearchingDigging Author:Greg Bryk
“War was the ultimate chaos, a pounding, soul-destroying snarl, ending in blown-apart men lying unburied on the cold earth. There was nothing more cosmically chaotic than war.” MenWarSoulEarthLyingColdUltimateChaosDestroyingChaotic Author:Paullina Simons
“If in heroic conduct, whether of warriors, philosophers or scientists, we see what is of essential nature, then we know that all heroism groups itself around a supreme value. This has always been the idea of honour, spiritual and mental. But the idea of honour, like its corporeal representatives, was involved in a war of soul and spirit against the values represented by alien races or the offspring of racial chaos.” IfsKnowsIdeasWarSoulSpiritualSpiritValuesRaceGroupsInvolvedEssentialsScientistChaosPhilosopherSupremeWarriorAliensHonourHeroicHeroismRepresentativesOffspring Author:Alfred Rosenberg
“I would rather that we all should go to eternal chaos, to black and starless night, than that just one soul should suffer eternal agony.” ShouldSoulNightSufferingBlackEternalUnityChaosJust OneAgony Book:The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll Source: The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll
“A nap is not to be confused with sleeping. We sleep to recharge our bodies. We nap to care for our souls. When we nap, we are resting our eyes while our imaginations soar. Getting ready for the next round. Sorting, sifting, separating the profound from the profane, the possible from the improbable. Rehearsing our acceptance speech for the Nobel Prize, our surprise on receiving the MacArthur genius award. This requires a prone position. If we're lucky, we might drift off, but we won't drift far. Just far enough to ransom our creativity from chaos.” IfsSoulEnoughBodyMightEyeCareNextImaginationSleepCreativityPositionAcceptanceReadyGeniusLuckySpeechSurpriseProfoundChaosRoundsConfusedPrizeAwardsReceivingSoarNobelNapsImprobableNobel PrizeSeparatingProfaneRehearsingRansomSortingSiftingAcceptance SpeechMacarthur Author:Sarah Ban Breathnach