Lacking spirit

Usage examples of soulless.

My power may have diminished, but I need no machine to amplify it, so great is my hate and disgust of you and your works, when pitted against your cold and soulless rationality.

Jay had never met an Edenist, although back at the arcology Father Varhoos had warned the congregation about them and their soulless technology of perverted life.

I am a vampire, a heartless, pulseless, soulless member of the undead!

Demoness Mentia, my soulless worser half, who represents what I was like before I got half-souled, except that she has no problem with vocational.

And in the end, such a being is no longer a person, but a soulless machine like the engines on your black ships.

Usually Jivaro difficulties are over women, who are soulless possessions of the man and are frequently stolen or traded in business deals.

We cannot think of the universe as a soulless habitation, however vast and varied, a thing of materials easily told off, kind by kind--wood and stone and whatever else there be, all blending into a kosmos: it must be alert throughout, every member living by its own life, nothing that can have existence failing to exist within it.

And Comus had almost suggested that it should be parted with, as one sold railway shares and other soulless things.

Her eyes looked into his, and hair erected on the back of his neck when he saw the emptiness of her formerly lively pupils, a dreadful, soulless emptiness that made her no longer interested in masculine small-talk, feminine fripperies or any of her oldtime conversational subjects.

Horace Liverights seem to have been replaced by faceless, soulless, anomic corporate enterprises.

Like Ro, Guinanand her people suffered grave harm--almost wiped out as arace by the soulless Borg.

Some sort of Persian connection seemed the most likely cause of trouble at the Devonshire dump, too, at least judging by what had happened to Erasmus, while I couldn't rule out the Aztecans, either, not with Huitzilopochtlism on the loose and the trail that had led me to poor soulless Jesus Cordero.

Some sort of Persian connec tion seemed die most likely cause of trouble at the Devonshire dump, too, at least judgtog by what had hap pened to Erasmus, while I couldn't rule out the Aztecans, either, not with Huitzilopochdism on the loose and the trail that had led me to poor soulless Jesus Cordero.

Everything about Belash sickened him, the slanted, soulless eyes, the cruel mouth, the man's barbaric method of killing.

He went on in this vein, not always coherently: Eblis Eierkopf he cursed for a flunkèd soulless monster who had betrayed studentdom in general and Virginia R.