The soul passeth from form to form; and the mansions of her pilgrimage are manifold.

Not all human souls but only the pious ones are divine.

Death is like an arrow that is already in flight, and your life lasts only until it reaches you.

The excellence of the soul is understanding; for the man who understands is conscious, devoted, and already godlike.

The soul is the form of the body, but not as the shape of a statue is formatio et terminatio materiae, for form does not exist apart from material. There is no whiteness without a white object. But the soul is not a form in this simple sense, and in particular, is not the shape of the material it informs. Therefore, the shape of a being does not affect the being's soul, for then something lower would inform something higher, which is impossible.

Adele Adkins' retro-soul debut, '19', was striking less for her songs than for that voice: a voluptuous, slightly parched alto that swooped and fluttered like a Dusty Springfield student trying to upstage her teacher, or at least update the rules.