Quotes About Mind

Greatness occurs when your children love you, when your critics respect you and when you have peace of mind.

Every mind has a horizon in respect to its present intellectual capacity but not in respect to its future intellectual capacity.

Self-respect is the noblest garment with which a man can clothe himself, the most elevating feeling with which the mind can be inspired.

I am a woman of heart and mind, looking for affection and respect, a little passion.

The bully mind is not capable of loving or respecting others nor can it love or respect itself. Life's subtleties and the means of survival require its pretense of both these qualities.

I've always had a respect for psychiatry as a profession.

Gross and vulgar minds will always pay a higher respect to wealth than to talent; for wealth, although it be a far less efficient source of power than talent, happens to be far more intelligible.

From the respect paid to property flow, as from a poisoned fountain, most of the evils and vices which render this world such a dreary scene to the contemplative mind.

You have to really respect your path, or you will lose your mind.

The daily employment of cunning marks a little mind, it generally happens that those who resort to it in one respect to protect themselves lay themselves open to attack in another.

What I say is focus your mind and respect your body. But mostly love your heart. I think that is where to begin, from there and then it goes out.

Canada was settled, in the main, by people with a lower middle-class outlook, and a respect, rather than an affectionate familiarity, for the things of the mind.

Methodological individualism is the doctrine that psychological states are individuated with respect to their causal powers.

Only value the opinion of those that you respect. And anyone that you don't respect, pay no mind to their opinion about you or anything else.

A tragedy, when a mature mind and a romantic heart are in the same body.

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind. Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine.

Romantic Love is only an Illusion. A story one makes up in One's Mind about Another Person.

My mind no longer has romantic abysses, but has become shallow, with many little gaps and cracks.

The mind is the great poem of winter, the man, Who, to find what will suffice, Destroys romantic tenements Of rose and ice.

I stare to memorize your face, to kiss you in my mind, love you all the time.

You are you. You are not a label. As an individual you have a unique place in my heart and mind.

I have a suspicious mind, and murder is kind of my business.

Boredom, anger, sadness, or fear are not 'yours,' not personal. They are conditions of the human mind. They come and go. Nothing that comes and goes is you.

Because the only reality is subjective.