Edward Young Soul Quotations

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.

Tis immortality, 'tis that alone, Amid life's pains, abasements, emptiness, The soul can comfort, elevate, and fill. That only, and that amply this performs.

Body and soul, like peevish man and wife, United jar, and yet are loth to part.

O! lost to virtue, lost to manly thought, Lost to the noble sallies of the soul! Who think it solitude to be alone.

The soul of man was made to walk the skies.