50 Best Soul Quotes

Carl: Stop talking! My unconscious mind hates you!

Dez: Not everyone can be Charles Drew inventing blood transfusions.
22: [in Joe's body] Or me, playing piano with Dorothea Williams. I know.
Paul: You are not all that. Anyone could play in a band if they wanted to.
Joe: [in cat's body] Don't pay Paul any mind. People like him just bring other people down so they can make themselves feel better.
22: [in Joe's body] Oh, I get it. He's just criticizing me to cover up the pain of his own failed dreams.
[everyone in the barber shop laughs]
Paul: You cut deep, Joe.

Joe: Am I dead?
Jerry: Not yet. Your body's in a holding state.

Principal: Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Gardner.
[INSTRUMENTS PLAYING DISCORDANTLY]
Joe: [CHUCKLES] You're doing my ears a favor.

Dorothea: What's wrong, Teach?
Joe: It's just I've been waiting on this day for... my entire life. I thought I'd feel different.
Dorothea: [beat] I heard this story about a fish. He swims up to this older fish and says, "I'm trying to find this thing they call the ocean." "The ocean?" says the older fish. "That's what you're in right now." "This?" says the young fish. "This is water. What I want is the ocean."
[Joe just stares, bewildered]
Dorothea: See you tomorrow.

Joe: [in the Hall of Everything] Croissants, cakes. Baking could be your spark.
22: Yeah! But I don't get it.
Joe: Just smell it.
22: Can't, and neither can you.
Joe: [he sniffs the slice of pizza in his hand] What? You're right. I can't smell.
[he pops the slice of pizza in his mouth]
Joe: We can't...
[the slice of pizza just pops out of him]
Joe: We cant taste either?
22: All that stuff is in your body.
Joe: No smell! No taste!
22: Or touch.
[she slaps him across the face]
22: See?
Joe: [22 continues to slap his face] Okay. I get it!

Joe: Ugh! Dorothea Williams saw me! What am I going to do? She's gonna think I'm crazy! Maybe you should call her up and tell her that we're not crazy!
22: I've only been a person for an hour and even I know that's a bad idea.

Doctor: Perhaps our therapy cat can go to his next appointment.
[Joe hisses]
Doctor: Okay. Okay.

22: [to Joe] Don't worry, they're fine. You can't crush a soul here. That's what life on Earth is for.

Joe: [Joe comforts 22 as she hesitates to leap down onto Earth and finally be born as a human. He gently takes her hand and the two step into the portal together] I'll go with you.
22: You know you can't do that.
Joe: I know, but I'll go as far as I can.

Dez: You're the boss
Joe: I am?
Dez: When you're in this chair, yeah, you are

Jerry: You five will be... insecure, and you twelve will be... self-absorbed.
Counselor: We really should stop sending so many through that pavilion.

Moonwind: You know, lost souls are not that different from those in the zone. The zone is enjoyable, but when that joy becomes an obsession, one becomes disconnected from life.

Joe: Wait, are you actually helping me?
22: Joe, I have been here for who knows how long, and I've never seen anything that's made me wanna live. And then, you come along. Your life is sad and pathetic, and you're working so hard to get back to it! Why? I mean, this I gonna see!

Moonwind: Well, we'll have to perform an old fashioned astral transmigration displacement.
Joe: A what?
Moonwind: It's simply a way to get your souls back where they belong! And it's a glorious ritual indeed, full of chanting, dancing, and best of all, bongos!
Joe: I need to be at The Half Note by 7, so this needs to happen right now!
Moonwind: Woah woah woah. Not so fast! You must wait for another thin spot to open between Earth and the Astral Plane. And that won't occur until Orcus moves into the House of Gemini!
Joe: When is that?
Moonwind: Well, the government calls it 6:30.

Counselor: Here at the You Seminar, all new souls are given unique and individual personalities.
Young: I'm an agreeable skeptic who's cautious yet flamboyant.
Young: I'm an irritable wallflower who's dangerously curious.
Young: I'm a manipulative megalomaniac who's intensely opportunistic.
Counselor: Oh-ho, this one might be a handful. But that's Earth's problem.

22: And by the time I got to mentor number 266, I was seriously asking what is all the fuss about. Like is all this living really worth dying for? You know what I mean?

Marie: Nobody can help you! Nobody!

Connie: I'm twelve.

Terry: I am happy to accept this very special award I requested, but that I absolutely deserve.

Terry: Mm, that's weird.
Counselor: What is it?
Terry: The count's off.
Counselor: Excuse me?
Terry: There's a soul missing. The count's off.
Counselor: Huh.

Joe: Who... Who are you?
Jerry: I am the coming together of all quantized fields of the universe. Appearing in a form your feeble human brain can comprehend.
Joe: What?
Jerry: You can call me Jerry.

22: [in Joe's body] Like my mentor George Orwell used to say, State sponsored education is like the rattling of a stick inside a swill bucket.

Counselor: 22, you come out of this dimension right now!

Connie: Here, I quit! I think jazz is pointless!
22: Oh yeah, jazz is definitely pointless.
Joe: Hey!
Connie: In fact, all of school is a waste of time.
22: Of course. Like my mentor George Orwell used to say: state sponsored education is like the rattling of a stick inside a swill bucket.
Connie: [Connie's eyes go wide] Yeah!
22: The ruling class's core curriculum stifles dissent. It's the oldest trick in the book.
Joe: What are you talking about? She doesn't care about any of that--!
Connie: I've been saying that since the third grade!

Dez: Sometimes change is good. You have been rocking that same style for a while.
22: Well Dez, for hundreds of years, I've had no style at all.
Paul: You can say that again!
22: But then my life changed.
Dez: Oh yeah? What happened?
22: I was existing as a theoretical construct in a hypothetical waystation between life and death.
Female: I heard that.

Joe: You ready?
22: Huh?
Joe: To come live.
22: ...I'm scared, Joe. I'm not good enough. And anyway, I... I never got my spark.
Joe: Yes, you did. Your spark isn't your purpose. That last box fills in when you're ready to come live. And the thing is, you're pretty great at jazzing.

Mother: [to 22] I have compassion for every soul... Except you. I don't like you.

22: I'm gonna make you wish you never died.
Counselor: Most people wish that, 22.

Joe: How 'bout a librarian? They're cool!
22: Yes, amazing! Who wouldn't like working in a thankless job you're always in danger of losing due to budget cuts? Though I do like the idea of randomly shushing people.
Joe: Look, obviously this isn't...
22: Shhhh! Oh yeah, that's good.

[first lines]
Joe: All right, let's try something else.
[tapping stick]
Joe: Uh, from the top. Ready. One, two, three.

Moonwind: Lost souls are obsessed by something that disconnects them from life.

22: And another thing... They say you're born to do something, but how do you figure out what that thing is? And what if you pick up the wrong thing. Or somebody else's thing, you know? Then you're stuck!

Female: [in Korean] What happened to my pants?

22: The truth is I've always worried that maybe there's something wrong with me, you know? That I'm not good enough for living. But then you showed me about purpose, and passion and...
[Excited, 22 looks out hopefully at the world]
22: Maybe sky watching can be my Spark. Or walking! I'm really good at walking!
Joe: Those really aren't purposes, 22. That's just regular ol' living.

Moonwind: We are the Mystics Without Borders, devoted to helping the Lost Souls of Earth find their way! I'm Moonwind Stardancer at your service. That's Windstar Dreamermoon, Dancerstar Windmoon, and that's Dreamerwind Dreamerdreamer.

Libba: You can't eat dreams for breakfast, Joey.
Joe: Then I don't want to eat at all!

Joe: Music is all I think about. From the moment I wake up in the morning... to the moment I fall asleep at night. I was born to play. It's my reason for living.

Joe: How about a librarian? They're cool.
22: Yes, amazing. Who wouldn't like working at a thankless job you're always in danger of losing due to budget cuts?

22: Okay, look, I already know everything about Earth, and I don't want anything to do with it.
Joe: You're missing out on the joys of life. Like, uh, pizza!
[he sniffs the slice of pizza in his hand]
Joe: I can't smell!
[he pops the slice of pizza in his mouth]
Joe: We can't...
[the slice of pizza just pops out of him]
Joe: We can't taste either?
22: All that stuff is in your body.
Joe: No smell! No taste!
22: Or touch.
[she slaps him across the face]
22: See?
[she continues to slap his face]
Joe: Okay. I get it!

Joe: [after Terry took him and 22 back to the Great Before] I was going to play with Dorothea Williams!
22: And I was about to find my spark!
Joe: Find your spark? My life was finally going to change!
22: You promised, but you wouldn't even give me five minutes!
Joe: I lost everything because of you!
Terry: [interrupting] Joe!
[Joe stops arguing with 22 and looks at Terry]
Terry: You cheated.
[Joe goes silent]

Joe: Life is full of possibilities. You just need to know where to look. Don't miss out on the joys of life.

[last lines]
Terry: Oi! Movie's over! Go home!

[Joe arrives in The Great Before]
Joe: Uh, hey, is this Heaven?
Jerry: [laughs] No.
Joe: Is it H-E-double hockey sticks?
Young: [popping up below him] Hell. Hell, hell, hell.
Jerry: [to Young Souls] Shh. Quiet coyote.
[laughs, to Joe]
Jerry: It's easy to get turned around. This isn't the Great Beyond. It's the Great Before.

Copernicus: The world doesn't revolve around you, 22!

Muhammed: You are the greatest... pain in the butt!

Joe: By the way, why do you sound like a middle-aged white lady?
22: I don't. This is all an illusion.
Joe: Huh?
22: This whole place is a hypothetical.
[in male voice]
22: I could sound like this if I wanted to.
[in kid's voice]
22: Or sound like this instead.
[in normal voice]
22: I could even sound like you.
[She takes Joe's form and imitates his voice]
22: Life is so unfair. I don't wanna die. Somebody call the wah-mbulance. Wahhhh!
[in normal voice]
22: I just use this voice because it annoys people.
Joe: It's very effective.

Joe: We never found out what 22's purpose was.
Counselor: Excuse me?
Joe: You know, her spark. Her purpose. Was it music? Biology? Walking?
Counselor: We don't assign purposes. Where did you get that idea?
Joe: Because I have piano. It's what I was born to do. That's my spark.
Counselor: A spark isn't a soul's purpose. Oh, you mentors and your passions. Your "purposes." Your "meanings of life." So basic.

[last lines]
Jerry: So what do you think you'll do? How are you gonna spend your life?
Joe: I'm not sure. But I do know... I'm going to live every minute of it.

Joe: I would die a happy man if I get to play with Dorothea Williams.