“Laughter is the sound of the soul dancing. My soul probably looks like Fred Astaire.”

“My shoes are scuffed and dirty from dancing. The grave of my enemy is where I go to find my inner Astaire.”

“My soul is invisible, like an anorexic’s dinner, but it sure enhances how I feel about my body.”

“Lie to me. Just to console my soul.”

“Do I own my soul, or would two of my clones?”

“Smiling is the way the soul says hello. Obviously a frown means goodbye. Is there a word halfway between hello and goodbye? Because that’s what my soul is saying right now.
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“My soul left my body, and my body left my clothes and went streaking through the streets.”