The Soul is a force residing in the body such that its properties depend on the body's condition.
The Soul is much like a ship, which, built on one element, is designed to have its life in another. It is likewise formed and fashioned with many a weary hammer-stroke in this life, but finding its true element only when it sails out into the ocean of eternity.
The Soul is, in modernity, capable of bridging oceans and continents and yet cannot find contact with souls dwelling just around the corner.
The Soul is its skin, which covers up the agitations and passions of the soul just as skin covers up our bones, tissues, intestines, and blood vessels making it possible to bear the sight of a human being.
The Soul is man insofar as man is already in himself the effect of a subjection more profound than himself. It is the prison of the body which inhabits man and brings him to existence, which is itself a factor in the mastery that power exercises over the body.