Quotes About Mind

A well-proportioned sentence, satisfied with its equilibrium or swollen with its sonority, all too often conceals the malaise of a mind incapable of acceding by sensation to an original universe.

How easy it is to believe yourself a god by the heart, and how hard it is to be one by the mind!

A r?mâne cu mintea întreag? e un privilegiu ce ne poate fi retras.

know peace only when my ambitions sleep. Once they waken, anxiety repossesses me.

The Future awaits us in order to immolate us: the mind records nothing but the fracture of existence now, and the senses still vibrate only in the expectation of disaster…

Since there can only be a limited number of ways to face the ultimate problems, the mind is limited in its expansion by that natural boundary which is the essential, by that impossibility of indefinitely multiplying the capital difficulties: history is solely concerned with changing the aspect of a sum of questions and solutions.

Each time I catch myself assigning some importance to things, I incriminate my mind, I challenge it and suspect it of some weakness, of some depravity.

The only free mind is the one that, pure of all intimacy with beings or objects, plies its own vacuity.

Even more than Socrates, it is Epicurus who nudged Philosophy toward Therapeutics.

Society in general, simply by its effect on men's minds, undoubtedly has all that is required to arouse the sensation of the divine. A society is to its members what a god is to its faithful. A god is first of all a being that man conceives of as superior to himself in some respects and one on whom he believes he depends.

Negation is the mind's first freedom, yet a negative habit is fruitful only so long as we exert ourselves to overcome it, adapt it to our needs once acquired it can imprison us.

Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.

They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.

Awareness is the enemy of sanity, for once you hear the screaming, it never stops.

Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

It is not seen as insane when a fighter, under an attack that will inevitable lead to his death, chooses to take his own life first. In fact, this act has been encouraged for centuries, and is accepted even now as an honorable reason to do the deed. How is it any different when you are under attack by your own mind?

The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside.... The Brain is just the weight of God— For—Heft them—Pound for Pound— And they will differ—if they do— As Syllable from Sound.

Besides the autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the haze... Grand me, O Lord, a sunny mind, Thy windy will to bear!

Publication — is the auction of the Mind of Man.

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I'm going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it.

I am really here. Yet I know I am not. I am inside something that must be buried in my head. I am layers deep in my own brain.

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I'm going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it.

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? Since passion may not fire thee Shall Nature cease to bow? Thy mind is ever moving In regions dark to thee; Recall its useless roving -- Come back and dwell with me.

I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.