“The soul is a verb. . . . Not a noun.”

“The soul is a verb." He impales a lit candle on a spike. "Not a noun.”

“Soul is a verb.”

“Better a soulless clone... than a souled roach.”

“In an individual, selfishness uglifies the soul; for the human species, selfishness is extinction.”

“Go to hell, Willy, our souls eat poetry, but one has seven deadly sins to feed!”

“Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.”