Quotes About Mind

If you correct your mind the rest of your life will fall into place.

Death is not the end Death can never be the end. Death is the road. Life is the traveller. The Soul is the Guide ... Our mind thinks of death. Our heart thinks of life Our soul thinks of Immortality

Labor is life; thought is light.

He who thinks little errs much.

Our intellect, our awareness, and our consciousness is the most powerful form of life on this planet.

Your heart grows by giving out, but your mind grows by taking in; and both are necessary to a happy and balanced life of service.

Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works.

I try to tell it he might have meant "Just be careful when you have sex. Use a condom," but instead, because, you know, it's a brain, and therefore has—is—a mind of its own, it starts thinking of every way in which Violet Markey might break my heart. I

I want to get away from the stigma they all clearly feel just because they have an illness of the mind as opposed to, say, an illness of the lungs or blood. I want to get away from all the labels. "I'm OCD," "I'm depressed," "I'm a cutter," they say, like these are the things that define them.

At night when I'm lying awake because my brain won't shut off due to all there is to think about.

Some mornings I wake up and I sing while I'm getting ready. Or maybe I turn up the music and dance. On most days, I walk to school. Other days I take my bike, and every now and then my mind tricks me into thinking I'm just a regular girl out for a ride.

I feel jealous, just for a second, of his brain. In this moment, mine feels so ordinary.

I think about impending, weightless doom. It's a phrase I like and understood. I tuck it away in the corner of my mind to pull out later, maybe for a song.

A string of thoughts runs through my head like a song I can't get rid of, over and over.

Es ist, als ob mein Gehirn so schnell laufen würde, dass ich nicht mitkomme. Worte. Farben. Klänge. Manchmal schiebt sich alles andere in den Hintergrund, und was zurückbleibt, ist der Klang.

It's like my brain is firing so fast that it can't keep up with itself. Words. Colors. Sounds. Sometimes everything else fades into the background and all I'm left with is sound. I can hear everything, but not just hear it—I can feel it too. But then it can come on all at once—the sounds turn into light, and the light goes too bright, and it's like it's slicing me in two

We are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial.

My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won't let me.

The more we try to control the things outside of us the more we lose control of our mind.

Every time I close the door on reality it comes in through the windows.

I learnt that if you change the way you perceive a situation, you can change the way you feel about it, and changing the way you think in general, changes your experience of life.

cure his patients' neuroses because 'the illness is itself the cure' and I could easily see how that would work with psychological symptoms.

There was a universe inside every human being every bit as big as the universe outside them.

There was a universe inside every human being, just as big as the universe outside them.