Quotes About Mind

I believed in my heart that despite politics, the United States would always do the right thing. My mind believed different, so I had made it sit quietly in the corner.

From my experience, loneliness isn't necessarily caused by a lack of people but is more an inner ache caused by a fractured soul. The question, Is this all there is? rumbles through the corridors of our minds.

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind" (2 Timothy 1:7).

Just as we throw out our garbage, we need to cast out thoughts that are trashy.

Nothing is ever solved, Solving is an illusion. There are moments of spontaneous brightness, when the mind appears emancipated, but this is more epiphany.

Looking back, long after his death, our way of living seems a miracle, one that could only be achieved by the silent synchronization of the jewels and gears of a common mind.

There are many truths and there are many worlds, said the sign solemnly. —Yes, I said, feeling quite humbled. And you were right. I did dream, many dreams, and they were much more than dreams, as if originating from the dawn of the mind. Yes, I absolutely dreamed.

You can never pay too much for peace of mind.

A language without words, where the mind must bow to instinct

Most often the alchemy that produces a poem or a work of fiction is hidden within the work itself, if not embedded in the coiling ridges of the mind.

sleep, without sound of itself, is the engendering space of sound.

The world was full of holes, tiny apertures of meaninglessness, microscopic rifts that the mind could walk through, and once you were on the other side of one of those holes, you were free of yourself, free of your life free of your death, free of everything that belonged to you.

The human body lives in the mind of one who possesses a human body, and to live inside the human body possessed of the mind that perceives another human body is to live in a world of others.

In the interim, in the void between the moment he opens the door and the moment he begins to reconquer the emptiness, his mind flails in a wordless panic. It is as if he were being forced to watch his own disappearance, as if, by crossing the threshold of his room, he were entering another dimension, taking up residence inside a black hole.

The mind cannot win over matter, for once the mind is asked to do too much, it quickly shows itself to be matter as well.

Leggere per me era evasione e conforto, era la mia consolazione, il mio stimolante preferito: leggere per il puro gusto della lettura, per il meraviglioso silenzio che ti circonda quando ascolti le parole di un autore riverberate dentro la tua testa

That work was what appealed to him most about their conversations. Tom liked having to think fast, and he found it invigorating to push his mind in unaccustomed directions for a change, to be forced to stay on his toes.

Reason and memory are nearly always at odds.

My mind was a blithering gush, a pandemonium of rhapsodic thoughts.

Il n'y a pas qu'un seul monde. Il y en a plusieurs, et ils existent tous parallèlement les uns aux autres, mondes et antimondes, mondes et mondes fantômes, et chacun d'entre eux est rêvé ou imaginé ou écrit par un habitant d'un autre monde. Chaque monde est la création d'un esprit.

Whenever his eye or mind seems to stop, he discovers another connection, another bridge to carry him to yet another place, and even in the solitude of his room, the world has been rushing in on him at a dizzying speed, as if it were all suddenly converging in him and happening to hm at once.

Die Welt ist in meinem Kopf. Mein Körper ist in der Welt.

For what does it mean to look at something, a real object in the real world, an animal, for example, and say that it is something other than what it is? It is to say that each thing leads a double life, at once in the world and in our minds, and that to deny either one of these lives is to kill the thing in both its lives at once.

One would have to be nearly unconscious not to see, or at least not to feel, that the house was no longer the same. "Habit", as one of Beckett's characters says, "it's a great deadener", And if the mind is unable to respond to the physical evidence, what will it do when confronted with the emotional evidence?