What is the soul? Some say it is the self, the “I” that inhabits the body; without the soul, the body is like a light-bulb with no electricity. But it is more than the engine of life, say others; it is what gives life meaning and purpose. Soul is the.
My favorite poem. "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry i could not travel both and be one traveler, long i stood and looked down one as far as i could to where it bent in the undergrowth". "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost.
She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful for the way she thought. She was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful for her ability to make other people smile