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“The blues? Why, the blues are a part of me. They're like a chant. The blues are like spirituals, almost sacred. When we sing blues, we're singing out our hearts, we're singing out our feelings. Maybe we're hurt and just can't answer back, then we sing or maybe even hum the blues. When I sing, 'I walk the floor, wring my hands and cry -- Yes, I walk the floor, wring my hands and cry,'... what I'm doing is letting my soul out.”

Heart Soul Feelings Hands Hurt Answers Walks Cry Singing Sacred My Soul

Author:Alberta Hunter

“What the soul cries out for is the resurrection of the senses. Even in this life, matter would be nothing to us if it were not the source of sensations.”

Ifs Soul Matter Would Be Cry Source Senses This Life Sensations Resurrection

Book:The Business of Heaven: Daily Readings from C. S. Lewis

Source: The Business of Heaven: Daily Readings from C. S. Lewis

“A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry. But were we burd'ned with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain: So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee, With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me; But if thou live to see like right bereft, This fool-begged patience in thee will be left.”

Ifs Should Soul Pain Left Cry Fool Quiet Weight Adversity Complaining Thee Grieving Mates Helpless Wretched Unkind Bruised Bereft

Book:The Complete Works

Source: The Complete Works

“O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel (Who had no doubt some noble creature in her) Dashed all to pieces! O, the cry did knock Against my very heart! Poor souls, they perished!”

Heart Soul Suffering Poor Doubt Saws Pieces Cry Creatures Brave Noble No Doubt Vessel Tempest Shipwreck Gonzalo From Tempest

Author:William Shakespeare

“The widow cries out at the door, The light of my mind has gone out, O my mother, with his death. So cry out, O soul brides of the Husband Lord, and dwell on the Glorious Praises of the True Lord.”

Mind Soul Light Mother Lord Gone Doors Cry Husband Praise Glorious Brides Widows Of My Mind

Author:Guru Nanak

“Calm soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar! The will to neither strive nor cry, The power to feel what others give! Calm, calm me more! nor let me die Before I have begun to live.”

Men Giving Feels Soul Dies Peace Cities Cry Mines All Things Let Me Strive Calm Mars Jars

Author:Matthew Arnold

“Love is for the soul and sex is for the body. Both cry out for satisfaction”

Soul Body Sex Love Is Cry Satisfaction

Author:Eric Jerome Dickey

“My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.”

Soul Cry Protest Fiery

Author:Emile Zola

“Chaplin made me laugh and cry without saying a word. I had an instinct. I was touched by the soul of Chaplin - Mime is not an imitator but a creator.”

Made Soul Laughing Cry Instinct Creator Touched Imitator Chaplin Mime

Author:Marcel Marceau

“My Brother starv'd between two Walls,His Children's Cry my Soul appalls”

Children Two Soul Cry Brother Wall My Soul My Brother

Book:The Selected Poems of William Blake

Source: The Selected Poems of William Blake

“Better to be always in a minority of one with God - branded as madman, incendiary, fanatic, heretic, infidel - frowned upon by "the powers that be," and mobbed by the populace - or consigned ignominiously to the gallows, like him whose "soul is marching on," though his "body lies mouldering in the grave," or burnt to ashes at the stake like Wickliffe, or nailed to the cross like him who "gave himself for the world," - in defence of the RIGHT, than like Herod, having the shouts of a multitude crying, "It is the voice of a god, and not of a man!"”

Men World Soul Body Lying Voice Cry Crosses Graves Minorities Stakes Ashes Multitudes Defence Fanatics Madmen Heretic Infidel Branded Gallows Marching On Herod

Author:William Lloyd Garrison

“Paint here no draped despairs, no saddening clouds, Where the soul rests, proclaims eternity. But let the wrong cry out as raw as wounds, This Time forgets and never heals, far less transcends.”

Soul Forget Cry Despair Eternity Paint Clouds Wounds Heal Saddening

Author:Stephen Spender

“Hark to that shrill, sudden shout, The cry of an applauding multitude, Swayed by some loud-voiced orator who wields The living mass as if he were its soul!”

Ifs Soul Cry Mass Loud Multitudes Orators Oratory

Author:William C. Bryant