What I am is a heretic who's recanted and, thereby, in everyone's eyes, saved his soul. Everyone's eyes but one, who knows deep down inside that all he has saved is his skin.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!
A heretic is a man who sees with his own eyes.
He Who is your Lord, the All-Merciful cherisheth in His heart the desire of beholding the entire human race as one soul and one body.
To this light, then, would I recommend all, with mine own soul, - to this sure way of salvation.
Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted.
A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don't know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox's or bear's, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.
To try to fashion something from suffering, to relish our triumphs, and to endure defeats without resentment: all that is compatible with the faith of a heretic.
To Jesus Christ I commend my soul; Lord Jesus, receive my soul.
The greatest enemy to human souls is the self-righteous spirit which makes men look to themselves for salvation.
I have seen all souls as my soul, and realized my soul as the soul of all.