Quotes About Mind

All these things that crib and cab in your brain, in your imagination, are in fact things that might well in later life drive you insane.

Apply your fiendish mind to the matter, said Howl. Or even think, if you know how.

May I remind you, Howard, that mens means the mind and mensa means a table? But I expect in your case the two things are the same. No, no, don't scratch your head, boy. You'll get splinters.

You've rotted your mind with reading books.

My impression," said the King, "was that Howl is an unprincipled, slippery rogue with a glib tongue and a clever mind. Would you agree?

The daftest logic brings such sweet unrest.

Each photograph is a magic lamp rubbed by the mind.

A curtain was drawn back in every man's inner theater and their storytelling minds got to work.

Todos los niños mitifican su nacimiento. Es un rasgo universal. ¿Quieres conocer a alguien? ¿Su corazón, su mente, su alma? Pídele que te hable de cuando nació. Lo que te cuente no será la verdad: será una historia. Y nada es tan revelador como una historia. Vida Winter, Cuentos de cambio y desesperación.

An unrested mind is prone to wander into unfruitful avenues; it is nothing that a good night's sleep cannot cure.

After a great many questions I eventually ascertained that he is suffering from some kind of disorder of the mind. Is there anything more sorrowful than a brain whose proper function has been disrupted?

Her quiet and kind listening had made it possible to speak his thoughts aloud, and sometimes it was only when he spoke his thoughts that he knew he had them. It was surprising how a man's mind might remain half in shadow until the right confidant appeared, and Maud had been that confidant.

All children mythologize their birth. It is a universal trait. You want to know someone? Heart, mind and soul? Ask him to tell you about when he was born. What you get won't be the truth; it will be a story. And nothing is more telling than a story.

I thought nothing. The surface of my mind was perfectly still. But under the surface there was a shifting and a stirring. I felt the great swell of the undercurrent. For years a wreck had sat in the depths, a rusting vessel with its cargo of bones. Now it shifted. I had disturbed it, and it created a turbulence that lifted clouds of sand from the seabed, motes of grit swirling wildly in the dark disturbed water.

Imagine the time it would take if every aspect of experience had to be scrutinized afresh every minute of every day. No; in order to free ourselves from the mundane it is essential that we delegate much of our interpretation of the world to that lower area of the mind that deals with the presumed, the assumed, the probable.

El silencio donde moraban sus demonios.

It was surprising how a man's mind might remain half in shadow until the right confidant appeared

Una mente fatigada tiende a tomar derroteros infructuosos; no hay nada que una buena noche de sueño no pueda reparar.

myself, I found that my thoughts had been rearranged in my absence.

And everyday I open a volume or two, read a few lines or pages, allow the voices of the forgotten dead to resonate inside my head. Do they sense it, these dead writers, when their books are read? Does a pinprick of light appear in their darkness? Is their soul stirred by the feather touch of another mind reading theirs?

I found it quite easy to carry on a casual conversation it was as if my real feelings were down fathoms deep in my mind and what we said was just a feathery surface spray.

I still didn't believe him. And for the moment, I didn't much care one way or the other. My whole mind had swung back to Simon.

The way one's mind can dash about just while one opens a window.

In addition, I think religion has a chance of a look-in whenever the mind craves solace in music or poetry-- in any form of art at all. Personally, I think it is an art, the greatest one; an extension of the communication all the other arts attempt.