Quotes About Thoughts

How is it that you should feel so vastly superior whenever you do not happen to enter into or understand your neighbour's thoughts when, as a matter of fact, your not being able to do so is less a sign of folly in your neighbour than of incompleteness in yourself?

That's what it's like in my head all the time, constant snow, constant weather patterns of all sorts - blizzards, cyclones.

She wanted the pain to be over really quickly in this case too, but she seemed to think that ignoring it would make it go away (Band-Aids sometimes do fall of by themselves).

As you heal, you see yourself more realistically. You accept that you are a person with strengths and weaknesses. You make the changes you can in your life and let go of the things that aren't in your power to change. You learn that every part of you is valuable. And you realize that all of your thoughts and feelings are important, even when they're painful or difficult.

Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs,And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns.

Our thoughts make spirals in their world.

They have put it into my mind; try your hardest to prevent their putting it into yours.

What one thinks finds expression in words, and what one says, happens.

Often your utterances and expressions of your face leak out the secrets of your hidden thoughts.

The pauses are a precise language, more a language than actual language is, Elisabeth thinks.

Myself, I thought about you the whole time. Even when I wasn't thinking about you, I thought about you.

The head has its confines. The head's got those all right, and the heart. The heart has its reasons.

Lise was lying in bed. That was what she was doing. There was something she had to write down. She was waiting to remember it. Thoughts were slowly unearthing in her brain, like turf being turned up by someone she could make out only on the distant horizon, on the edge of a waiting field, a person made so small by distance and so slowed with age or weariness that he or she could hardly wield the spade.

Outside, the sun was shining. It was irrelevant. There was something Lise had to write down, again. What was it? I am a ( ) person.

With that solitude came the greatest luxuries: the time to read, the opportunity to wander, and the chance to think new thoughts.

Happiness is not a matter of events, it depends upon the tides of the mind.

My head was a magpie's nest lined with such bright scraps of information.

I couldn't sleep in my dream.

I hear the noise of your thinking; but I don't listen. Your thoughts wouldn't bear remembering.

I want to be with him in my thoughts; I want to live with him in my mind.

I am able to reach someone by thinking towards them, partly in words. I send forth my thoughts.

I couldn't stop thinking, my thoughts kept attacking my head; I was my angry thoughts, but I also watched them.

for everything I am is my mind, that never leaves me.

I have so many ideas! I'm so full of thought I can't remember what I look like.