Quotes About Mind

The good ending dismisses us with a touch of ceremony and throws a backward light of significance over the story just read. It makes it, as they say, or unmakes it. A weak beginning is forgettable, but the end of a story bulks in the reader's mind like the giant foot in a foreshortened photograph.

Concentration may be my weak point.

An effeminate education weakens both the mind and the body.

A puny body weakens the soul.

There is no doubt that breath control is the means for mind control because the mind, like breath, is a part of air; because the nature of mobility is common to both; because the place of origin is the same for both; and because when one of them is controlled, the other gets controlled.

The big bulk of the response to antidepressants is the placebo response.

Suggestibility is a very loose term. You may not be the sort of person who responds well to a hypnotist on stage, but you might find, for example, that a doctor administering a placebo to you is something you respond well to.

I became a human placebo.

I have my own demons, but I assure you that they are not about a corrupt mind abusing the trust and confidence that my constituents have placed in me.

The only time I can't sleep is on a plane, when I am literally keeping it in the air with my brain.

Anger has a way of seeping into every other emotion and planting itself in there.

The debt we owe to the play of imagination is incalculable.

I love acting. It's my playground; it lets me explore. But my happiness in this world, my level of peace, is never going to be dictated by acting. My goal in life is to detach from the egoic mind.

My mind jumbles things, reassembles them, and plays with words without even being asked.

Little things please little minds.

Your brain is so lovely and so willing to please. It wants to help so much.

I'm a great lover of children. I never thought that one day I'd actually be a father, but I'm very pleased that I changed my mind. Children are extremely important. They are the future of the world.

You want your mind to be boggled. That is a pleasure in and of itself. And it's more a pleasure if it's boggled by something that you can then demonstrate is really, really true.

Mind and body obstruct one another's pleasures.

As an adult, I've learned to cope and pull the plug on the worst what-ifs before my mind takes me to a place from which I can't return.

It's so exhausting in the pocket taking shots when you know I can go. I don't want to take that shot and maybe make a bigger play. To dedicate and discipline your mind that 'I have to find a way, that's the only way I can learn... ' That's the challenge.

People are transported to that space that Poe wanted to make available to us.

In a Transtromer poem, you inhabit space differently; a body becomes a thing, a mind floats, things have lives, and even non-things, even concepts, are alive.

There's something about the shape that a poem takes in my mind before I write it that has to do with suddenness.