Quotes About Thought

But strictly held by none, is loosely boundBy countless silken ties of love and thoughtTo everything on earth the compass round,And only by one's going slightly tautIn the capriciousness of summer airIs of the slightest bondage made aware.

An idea is a feat of association.

I will not attack your doctrines nor your creeds if they accord liberty to me. If they hold thought to be dangerous - if they aver that doubt is a crime, then I attack them one and all, because they enslave the minds of men.

Anger is a wind which blows out the lamp of the mind.

Surely there is grandeur in knowing that in the realm of thought, at least, you are without a chain; that you have the right to explore all heights and depth; that there are no walls nor fences, nor prohibited places, nor sacred corners in all the vast expanse of thought...

Give me the storm and tempest of thought and action, rather than the dead calm of ignorance and faith! Banish me from Eden when you will; but first let me eat of the fruit of the tree of knowledge!

I will not attack your doctrines nor your creeds if they accord liberty to me. If they hold thought to be dangerous - if they aver that doubt is a crime, then I attack them one and all, because they enslave the minds of men. I attack the monsters, the phantoms of imagination that have ruled the world. I attack slavery. I ask for room -- room for the human mind.

The glory of science is, that it is freeing the soul -- breaking the mental manacles -- getting the brain out of bondage -- giving courage to thought -- filling the world with mercy, justice, and joy.

Heresy is the eternal dawn, the morning star, the glittering herald of the day. Heresy is the last and best thought. It is the perpetual New World, the unknown sea, toward which the brave all sail. It is the eternal horizon of progress. Heresy extends the hospitalities of the brain to a new thought. Heresy is a cradle; orthodoxy, a coffin.

Liberty sustains the same relation to mind that space does to matter.

The brain is natural. Its food is natural. The result, thought, must be natural. The supernatural can be constructed with no material except the natural.

Robin was disposed to feel desperately sorry for anyone with a less fortunate love life than her own – if desperate pity could describe the exquisite pleasure she actually felt at the thought of her own comparative paradise.

so he sat smoking on the sofa with the lower trouser leg hanging empty towards the floor, lost in thought.

The live broadcast began with a countdown. A few seconds in, a numbered balloon failed to burst. Let it not be shit, thought Strike, suddenly forgetting everything else in an upsurge of patriotic paranoia.

Strike had come to know well: a preoccupation with immigrants overbreeding, white men being marginalised, the policing of thought and speech, and the narcissism, greed and vapidity of women.

Well of blackness, all defiling, Full of flattery and reviling, Ah, what mischief hast thou wrought Out of what was airy thought, What beginnings and what ends, Making and dividing friends! Mary Elizabeth Coleridge The Contents of an Ink Bottle

If you had been there you would not have noticed. You would not have noticed your own stillness in this thin slice of time. But, if you had been there and you had, in some unfathomable way, recorded the stillness, taken a negative of it as the glass plate receives the light, to be developed later, you would have known, when the thought, the recollection was finally developed, that this was the moment it began. The clock ticked. The hour struck. Everything moved again. The train was late.

If you had been there you would not have noticed. You would not have noticed you own stillness in this thin slice of time. But, if you had been there and you had, in some unfathomable way, recorded the stillness, taken a negative of it as the glass plate receives the light, to be developed later, you would have known, when the thought, the recollection was finally developed, that this was the moment it began. The clock ticked. The hour struck. Everything moved again. The train was late.

In the power of fixing the attention lies the most precious of the intellectual habits.

We read books. They make us think. It matters very little whether we agree with the books or not.

Based on these journal entries, it would appear that the main

One new perception, one fresh thought, one act of surrender, one change of heart, one leap of faith, can change your life forever.

We have thought, O God, on Your lovingkindness, in the midst of Your temple.

with maturity one's world becomes the limitless sphere of people, ideas, and events which each of us influences by each thought, word, and deed; and each of us, in turn, is open to receive influence