TaNehisi CoatesThe spirit and soul are the body and brain, which are destructible-that is precisely why they are so precious.
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The spirit and soul are the body and brain, which are destructible-that is precisely why they are so precious. The mind and body cannot be destroyed by anything except death, which continues to exist after the body has decayed. The only way a person can be destroyed is through violence, which depends on an external agent for its existence.
Source: Between The World And Me
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