Quotes About Mind

Even in the darkest moments, light exists if you have the faith to see it. Fear is a poison produced by the mind, and courage is the antidote stored always in the soul. In misfortune lies the seed of future triumph.

I survive by finding the sweet spot between reason and unreason, between the rational and irrational.

Without faith to act as a governor, the human mind is a runaway worry generator, a dynamo of negative expectations. And because your life is yours to shape as you wish with free will, if you entertain too much anxiety about too many things, if you place no trust in providence, what you fear will more often come to pass. We make so many of our own troubles, from mere mishaps to disasters, by dwelling on the possibility of them until the possible becomes inevitable.

To live in the city of crowds and traffic and constant noise, to be always striving, to be in the ceaseless competition for money and status and power, perhaps distracted the mind until it could no longer see—and forgot—the all that is. Or maybe, because of the pace and pressure of that life, sanity depended on blinding oneself to the manifold miracles, astonishments, wonders, and enigmas that comprised the true world.

A great deal of phenomenal experience has fostered in me a flexibility of the mind and imagination that some might call madness

In this world where too many are willing to see only the light that is visible, never the Light Invisible, we have a daily darkness that is night, and we encounter another darkness from time to time that is death, the deaths of those we love, but the third and most constant darkness is with us everyday, at all hours of every day, is the darkness of the mind, the pettiness and meanness and hatred, which we have invited into ourselves, and which we pay out with generous interest.

Without trust, there can be no tranquil resting of the mind.

A swelled head is just a result of nature's frenzied efforts to fill a vacuum.

Nothing can be imagined, nothing can be visualized in our minds, until we have a word for it. Therefore, when I give myself to the free flow of any words that trip off my tongue without predetermination, I am tapping into the primal creative power at the heart of the cosmos. Or maybe I'm just a bullshit artist.

Shakespeare again. Once you let him into your head, he takes up tenancy and will not leave.

What a strange, wondrous thing, music. At last the chattering mind is silenced. No past to regret, to future to worry about, no more frantic knitting of words and thoughts. Only a beautiful, soaring nonsense.

If you haven't lost your mind yet, that's because you haven't seen very much.

In a sense, every human construction, whether mental or material, is a component in a landscape of fear because it exists in constant chaos. Thus children's fairy tales as well as adult's legends, cosmological myths, and indeed philosophical systems are shelters built by the mind in which human beings can rest, at least temporarily, from the siege of inchoate experience and of doubt.

An unlimited source of protection for man lies in his strong thought that, as a child of God, he cannot be affected by disease.

An effective method of meditation leads us to an experience of profound stillness, an inner silence that defies description. It is an emptiness that is full with peace, creativity and happiness. It is the natural condition of our mind beyond the processes of our thinking.

Muchas veces puedes sentirte como suspendido en la nada. Cansado, agobiado, sin fuerzas. Esa sensación no es real, tu mente negativa se apoderó de ti.

You may think I'm small, but I have a universe inside my mind.

What isn't remembered never happened. Memory is merely a record...you just need to rewrite that record.

When the male organ of a man stands erect, two thirds of his intelect go away. And one third of his religion.

I worked regularly and kept a journal; I saw that creation was an accretive process which couldn't be hurried, and which involved patience and, primarily, love. I felt more solid myself, and not as if my mind were just a kind of cinema for myriad impressions and emotions to flicker through.

I don't mean that my mother didn't love me but she was not a domestic person: her life was in her mind. The fundamental skill of all mothers—the management

The middle of a novel is a state of mind. Strange things happen in it. Time collapses.

hr?za se ze vÅ¡ech emocí, co jich na svÄ›tÄ› je, nejvíc vzpírá tomu, aby si ji ?lovÄ›k dokázal udržet déle než okamžik.

My mind does not easily accept stately historical processions.