Quotes About Mind

Homelessness is not just about having a job or an apartment. Too often homelessness is due to a disordered mind.

now, in his country, and in her mind, those stars belonged to

Of course I have nightmares-Who doesn't?

As a warrior, she won't have allowed herself to mourn. But women can't make themselves as detached as men. Our hearts are bigger. We feel loss in a way men don't. Orna has the body and mind of a warrior but her heart is like mine, and I know inside she's weeping.

My thoughts were a jumble. I experienced the world in bewildering fragments and flashes.

Time is to clock as mind is to brain. The clock or watch somehow contains the time. And yet time refuses to be bottled up like a genie stuffed in a lamp. Whether it flows as sand or turns on wheels within wheels, time escapes irretrievably, while we watch. Even when the bulbs of the hourglass shatter, when darkness withholds the shadow from the sundial, when the mainspring winds down so far that the clock hands hold still as death, time itself keeps on.

He could even think about how fast he was thinking about things.

The brain can be a dangerous thing. Even more so if you haven't got one.

I have no idea how people function without near-constant internal chaos. I'd lose my mind.

We are not meant to know everything, Mae. Did you ever think that perhaps our minds are delicately calibrated between the known and the unknown? That our souls need the mysteries of night and the clarity of day? Young people are creating ever-present daylight, and I think it will burn us all alive. There will be no time to reflect, to sleep to cool.

At that moment I was sure. That I belonged in my skin. That my organs were mine and my eyes were mine and my ears, which could only hear the silence of this night and my faint breathing, were mine, and I loved them and what they could do.

Every time my brain parks the car neatly in the driveway, my mouth drives through the back of the garage.

We are not meant to know everything, Mae. Did you ever think that perhaps our minds are delicately calibrated between the known and the unknown? That our souls need the mysteries of night and the clarity of day?

I know forever they will be in my house, the rooms of my mind, I know this and I have accepted this but while I know they will be there I want them dead there. I cannot have them breathing there! I want them in the floirboards of the basement of my soul.

I have no idea how people function without near-constant internal chaos. I'd lose my mind.

Did you ever think that perhaps our minds are delicately calibrated between the known and the unknown? That our souls need the mysteries of night and the clarity of day?

As we all know here at the Circle, transparency leads to peace of mind. No longer

That must drive you insa— Oh please. What would a brain do if not these sorts of exercises? I have no idea how people function without near-constant internal chaos. I'd lose my mind.

Memory, perhaps, should have no physical shape.

What would a brain do if not these sorts of exercises? I have no idea how people function without near-constant chaos. I'd lose my mind.

The body can endure practically anything--pain, fatigue, you name it-- but its the mind that matters.

The big problem is that your mind keeps reminding you of things when you can't do anything about them. It has no sense of past or future. That means that as soon as you tell yourself that you need to do something, and store it in your RAM, there's a part of you that thinks you should be doing that something all the time.

There is usually an inverse relationship between how much something is on your mind and how much it's getting done.

Get a purge for your brain. It will do better than for your stomach. —Michel Eyquem de Montaigne