For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.

For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.

For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and
lose his own soul? or read more

For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and
lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his
soul?

A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-informed the tenement read more

A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-informed the tenement of clay.

Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light
and another of darkness; on the confines of two read more

Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light
and another of darkness; on the confines of two everlasting
hostile empires, Necessity and Freewill.

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us read more

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.

And see all sights from pole to pole
And glance, and nod, and bustle by,
And never read more

And see all sights from pole to pole
And glance, and nod, and bustle by,
And never once possess our soul
Before we die.

In your patience possess ye your souls.

In your patience possess ye your souls.

Every single soul is a poem.

Every single soul is a poem.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.