Quotes About Mind

That was the thing about kite flying : your mind drifted with the kite

Uçurtma uçurman?n ayr?lmaz bir parças? da buydu: zihnin uçurtmanla birlikte oradan oraya savrulurdu.

Männer sind nicht kompliziert, sagte er und trommelte mit den Fingern auf seinen Mahagoni-Schreibtisch . Die Genitalien eines Mannes sind wie sein Verstand: simpel, sehr wenige Überraschungen. Aber die Damen sind da schon anders ... nun, der liebe Gott hat sich eben Gedanken gemacht, als er Sie und Ihre Geschlechtsgenossinen erschuf.

Sudut pandang adalah kemewahan saat kepalamu terus diterpa dengungan yang mengerikan.

It would be the dripping faucet at the back of her mind.

When the world is itself draped in the mantle of night, the mirror of the mind is like the sky in which thoughts twinkle like stars.

We also knew that it was in the nature of an empty stomach to produce illusions of grandeur.

His mind was like the delicate spring of a watch, which quivers for several hours after it has been touched.

I wonder...if a life lived only in the mind is any less intense? If all the senses are engaged what is lost, but fact?

Let my office know when you change your mind, he said, then headed for the door, jerking to a stop when Ivy didn't get out of his way. Let us know when cherry lollypops come out your ass, Jenks said

Algaliarept varied its shape, sifting through my mind without me even knowing to choose what scared me the most. Once it had been Ivy. Then Kisten —until I had pinned him in an elevator in a foolish moment of vampire-induced passion. It's hard to be scared of someone after you've French-kissed him.

Okay," I said, resettling myself and looking up.You need the thrill of danger flitted through my mind, and I quashed it.

Arms wrapped around me, I looked over the past boxed up and piled haphazardly about, like memories in a person's brain. It was only a matter of knowing where a thought was and dusting it off.

His mind seemed to expand as time became malleable, and with a sudden pop he could almost feel the world reset with a crystalline clarity of lost chances.

It was a mistake to speak one's mind at any time, unless it perfectly matched your political purpose; and it never did.

Logic was to cognition as geometry was to landscape

Maya felt the turbulent maelstrom of emotions inside her, stirred by all she had seen on her circumnavigation, by all that had happened and all that was going to happen... ah, the floods within her, the flash floods in her mind! If only she could accomplish the same yoking of her spirit that they had with this aquifer - drain it, control it, make it sane. But the hydrostatic pressures were so intense, the outbreaks when they came so fierce. No pipeline could hold it.

Consciousness is the hard problem.

It was so hard to imagine that a mind could be gone. All those thoughts that you never tell anyone, all those dreams, all that entire pocket universe: gone. A character unlike any other character, a consciousness. It didn't seem possible.

You have a mind like the rings of Saturn. A million miles wide and an inch deep.

So she fixes things by thinking about them!

A map is the representation of a landscape, after all, and many landscapes, like Orange County's, are principally psychic.

Sleep, memory, sleep, body; fall thankfully into the moment, and dream.

Sheer dumb sentience.