Quotes About Mind

...consciousness can keep only a few images in full clarity at one time, and even this clarity fluctuates.

In the dark attics of our minds, all times mingle.

Dreams are practical reflections of feelings and concerns that were present in your mind at the time you had the dream. You are smart and practical. So are your dreams.

I have insomnia, and it's hard for me to sit still for a long time. My mind is always "tick, tick, tick."

Take some time and educate your mind, in the long run I'm sure you're fine.

The mind is a vagrant thing.... Thinking is not analogous to a person working in a laboratory who invents something on company time.

I spent so much time as a child thinking what if I was a robot, what if my mind were somewhere else? As a kid you're in the middle of all that.

Your mind simply cant focus forward and downward all at the same time.

Every time my brain parks the car neatly in the driveway, my mouth drives through the back of the garage.

Writers change the world one heart, one mind, at a time. That should be enough to keep us going.

Addams Family blew my mind because it was the first time I was in L.A. and Hollywood, and I grew up a huge fan of movies.

Our body is the place that our memories and dreams call home for the time being.

By removing the obstacles that have built up over time, you can grow your brain from baseline to super brain.

Time seems to me a drift, a shifting of sand. And my mind is shifting with it. I am wearing away.

Time is but a mode of thought

The physical body is conceived and constructed in consciousness as are time and space. All happens within our self.

The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space.

Faster than spring-time showers comes thought on thought.

Perhaps God gives us a physical body so that every time we change our mind, we won't be someone else.

I've got absolutely no real perception, properly, of time.

Time is, of all modes of existence, most obsequious to the imagination.

Distresses, however heavy at the time, appear light, and even joyous, to the reflecting mind, when worthily overcome.

I crave white on white and black, but my thoughts race in glorious technicolour, prodding me awake, whipping away the warm blanket of invisibility every time it sears to smother my mind in nothing.

Weight was the thing I hyperfocused on. It went from me losing a few pounds to slowly over time losing more and more weight and becoming more and more focused on it.