Quotes About Thought

On a personal level, all of us have to come to terms with the fact that, sooner or later, we will die. And yet today no aspect of human existence, not even the ending of it, is immune to the hegemonic pretensions of neoclassical economic thought. Not only the intellectual poverty, but also the emotional poverty, of what it has to say about death give us little reason to believe that it will be able to face up to the fact of its own mortality. 4.

They also remind us of the importance of the imagination.

Infinity is beautiful; it destroys everything it touches. It annihilates all concepts, all beliefs, all sense of self. No teacher, teaching, book or practice could ever be as effective as simply allowing the thought of infinity to slowly devour you.

Well that's like, your opinion, man.

Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty—you think of nothing for that second. That's why it's so compelling—it's a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void—you have nothing in your head save white light.

What you really long for is a deep intimacy with your own experience—the deepest acceptance of every thought, every sensation, every feeling. And that cannot come from outside of yourself.

I believe consciousness is simply what it feels like to have a neocortex.

thought precedes action.

Template Zombie: The project team allows its work to be driven by templates instead of by the thought process necessary to deliver products.

It didn't consume his every waking thought- that would be a sign of criminal insanity- but he figured he thought about it maybe a dozen or so times a day.

As I left the landing, I had the peculiar thought that I was not the first to pocket the photo, that someone would always come behind to replace it, to circle the lighthouse keeper again.

That is why the human race is dying—too limited an imagination. No thought for the consequences.

The linguist still believed in the superstition of logic

A theory was forming in his head, like a musical composition he could hum from vague memories but not quite yet name or play.

If you are in a state of intense presence you are free of thought, yet highly alert. If your conscious attention sinks below a certain level, thought rushes in, the mental noise returns, stillness is lost, you're back in time.

As meditation deepens, compulsions, cravings, and fits of emotions begin to lose their power to dictate our behavior. We see clearly that choices are possible: we can say yes, or we can say no. ... All we are is the result of what we have thought. By changing our mode of thinking, we can remake ourselves completely.

Something beautiful fills the mind yet invites the search for something beyond itself, something larger or something of the same scale with which it needs to be brought into relation. Beauty, according to its critics, causes us to gape and suspend all thought.

Because the practice of writing is, then, a laying down of flowers upon flowers, it may be regarded as an exteriorization of what the imagining mind does, and of what it was doing long before it invented this external form of itself.

Forgetfulness was for him the death not only of knowledge but also of imagination.

Isn't life funny. It could drive you crazy if you thought about it too much. Turn this way and that happens. Turn that way and this happens.

Hoo-kay, Marnie thought. Whoever this guy was, he'd caught the express train from la-la land and hopped off at weirdsville. And now he was looking around for the platform for his connection to loonytown.

A sudden joyful hope sprang into Mart's mind.

A parent is inexcusable who does not personally teach her child to think.

She followed the pleasure where it led. She had no weight, no name, no thoughts, no history. Then came a burst of phosphorescence, as though a firework had discharged behind her eyes, and it was over. She felt quiet and warm. For the first conscious moment of her life, her mind was free from wonder, free from worry, free from work or puzzlement. Then, from the middle of that marvelous furred stillness, a thought took shape, took hold, took over. I shall have to do this again.