Quotes About Mind

If one keep to the things he knows, and not trouble about the things which he cannot be sure about, he will have the steadier mind for it.

Kaybettiklerimin aras?nda, en çok akl?m? özlüyorum. ..

When I am king, they shall not have bread and shelter only, but also teachings out of books; for a full belly is little worth where the mind is starved, and the heart. I will keep this diligently in my remembrance, that this day's lesson be not lost upon me, and my people suffer thereby; for learning softeneth the heart and breedeth gentleness and charity.

that shows you the power of music, that magician of magicians ; who lifts his wand and says his mysterious word and all things real pass away and the phantoms of your mind walk before you clothed in flesh.

Why is there so much meaning when a mind breaks? Why isn't it all just static and nonsense?

recovery from mental illness depended on the goodness, mercy, and rational behavior of others, we'd all be screwed. Peace of mind is inversely proportional to expectations. It's possible within any given moment of any given day to choose between self and sickness.

One forgets that one is one. I must try to remember this.

Of course real horror does not depend upon the melodrama of shadows or even the conspiracies of night.

Also remember, love inhabits more than just the heart and mind. If need be it can take shelter in a big toe.

Do you really think the munificence of the multiverse comes translatable for your little mind? Have you ever thought to consider all that you miss whenever you're shown what is suited to your seeing?

In order to escape then, we have to remember we cannot ponder all paths but must decode only those necessary to get out.

The inner labyrinth of the psyche . . .

The house, the halls, and the rooms all become the self—collapsing, expanding, tilting, closing, but always in perfect relation to the mental state of the individual.

Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?

Already, I know that all of this will stay with me forever. It'll haunt me, but I also fear it will make me feel grateful. I say fear because at times I really don't want this to be a fond memory until it's over. I also fear that nothing really ends at the en. Things just keep going as long as memory can wield its ax, always finding a soft part in your mind to cut through and enter.

The silence was always the greates temptation.

Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you from your mind.

I also fear that nothing really ends at the end. Things just keep going as long as memory can wield its ax, always finding a soft part in your mind to cut through and enter.

Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gathered from inside me.

Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, an in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gathered from inside me. Even in the night, in bed, they woke me. They painted themselves onto the ceiling. They burned themselves onto the sheets of memory laid out in my mind. When I woke up the next day, I wrote the words down , on a torn-up piece of paper. And to me, the world changed color that morning.

También me temo que nada finaliza realmente cuando llega el fin. Los recuerdos permanecen mientras son capaces de blandir su espada y encontrar un punto blando en la mente para hacer un tajo y penetrar en ella.

Don't think, I told myself. Think nothingness. But even nothingness was something. It was a thought.

But now those thoughts weren't thoughts at all, they were clouds of landed punches, and every one fell true.

I deliberately seek out the colors to keep my mind off them, but now and then, I witness the ones who are left behind, crumbling among the jigsaw puzzle of realization, despair and surprise.