Letter

 1 Introd  |       the world what a beautiful soul M. Dudevant condemned to
 2 Introd  |           it seems to me that my soul is framed to receive all
 3 Introd  |        one thing needful to this soul, so strong, so rich in enthusiasm,
 4 Introd  |          it means to torment the soul and the body. But perhaps
 5 Introd  |    conscience is the ruin of the soul.”~“What use, pray,” he cries
 6 XVI     |        are the conditions of his soul’s health. As for me, I think
 7 XXXI    |          is shared now by a dead soul [Footnote: Alexandre Manceau,
 8 XXXV    |          to the treasures of his soul prevents him from scattering
 9 XLII    |          in my formerly agitated soul. My brain only works from
10 XLII    |        at Palaiseau, with a dead soul; not alone enough at Nohant,
11 XLIII   |          it means to torment the soul and the body. But perhaps
12 XLIV    |   represent in the eyes of one’s soul, and not at all for what
13 LXV     |         My body is cured, but my soul! I should have to stay a
14 LXXXV   |         been extinguished in the soul of our rhymesters. It has
15 XCI     |          This replacement of one soul by another, in a body that
16 CI      |      shall give myself heart and soul? It seems to me in my moments
17 CLII    |          embrace you with all my soul. A word and I expect you.
18 CLXVIII |     being to whom to pour out my soul about those things which
19 CLXXV   |        the midst of all that, my soul exults and has ecstasies
20 CXCII   |         the wounds open in every soul.~I have indeed received
21 CXCIII  |     troubled in the depths of my soul. But that will pass, I hope;
22 CXCVIII |         on whom the need of your soul leans, Shakespeare, Moliere,
23 CCXVII  |          new relapses. He is the soul and the life of the house.
24 CCXXXV  |          embrace you with all my soul, and my children join me
25 CCXLVIII|          embrace you with all my soul, and Maurice does too.~Lina
26 CCLXX   |     moved me to the depths of my soul! Why haven’t I that? I was
27 CCXCIV  |      letter from that dear, lazy soul of a Tourgueneff, about
28 CCC     |       have a philosophy in one’s soul without its appearing. I
29 CCC     |         moreover, is full of the soul that wields the brush. Art
30 CCC     |        girl, a beautiful upright soul in a strong body. The other
31 CCCI    |      always tried to go into the soul of things and to stick to
32 CCCII   | chronicle. But to withdraw one’s soul from what one does, what
33 CCCIV   |       Sedaine, you great profane soul! That is where the doctrine
34 CCCIV   |          a man, with a heart and soul, with the sense of moral
35 CCCIV   |          embrace you with all my soul.~G. Sand~Do tell M. Zola