Quotes About Thoughts

The God of metaphysics is but an idea. But the God of religion, the Maker of heaven and earth, the sovereign Judge of actions and thoughts, is a power.

Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian.

I don't have any understanding of a human being who doesn't respect the beauty of life and that goes for all creatures that have thoughts, feelings and needs.

When we believe in our thoughts, when we tell ourselves a story, we suffer. 'My husband doesn't respect me.' 'I should be thinner.' Those are stories. When there's no story, there's no suffering.

You must purge yourself of all thoughts of self-importance, and all inclination to judge either yourself or others. You must go to power with humility and deep respect.

our thoughts have to be accountable to our self

Dreams they come and go, but thoughts like love will always grow.

I stare to memorize your face, to kiss you in my mind, love you all the time.

Boredom, anger, sadness, or fear are not 'yours,' not personal. They are conditions of the human mind. They come and go. Nothing that comes and goes is you.

For every sad thing you think of, you should think of three happy things to chase it away.

When the cobwebs and dust pile up, all the musty thoughts and forgotten emotions get caught in their webs and attract spirits and all sorts of chaotic energy.

The quietest of people have the loudest of minds.

We only believe in those thoughts which have been conceived not in the brain but in the whole body.

We must not make a false faith by hiding from our thoughts the causes of doubt, for faith is the highest achievement of the human intellect, the only gift man can make to God, and therefore it must be offered in sincerity.

God guard me from those thoughts men think In the mind alone; He that sings a lasting song Thinks in a marrow-bone.

Shutting my eyes, I dreamed in formulas.

The microspeed of the tongue ought to be always slightly less than the microspeed of the thoughts and certainly not ever the reverse.

It was a remarkable intersection of thoughts. She said almost in the same words the things I had written down before the walk! Do you understand? Even the thoughts! It is because nobody is one, but one of. We are all so much alike—

Let my notes, like the most sensitive seismograph, record the curve of even the most insignificant vibrations of my brain: for it is precisely such vibrations that are sometimes the forewarning of...

R shook his head, scratched it. From the rear his head looks like it has a little square suitcase attached to it. (It reminds me of an old painting called "In the Carriage".) ... I looked at that tightly locked little suitcase of his and wondered, "What thoughts are turning over now in that case?

Thoughts rapping quietly, metallically, distinctly: a mysterious aero carries me to the blue heights of my favorite abstractions. And here in this cleanest sharp air, I see my rationale about my "rights" burst with a light pop, like a pneumatic tire. And I can see clearly that these ideas about "rights" were merely a throwback from a ridiculous superstition of the Ancients.

The speed of her tongue is not correctly calculated; the speed per second of her toungue should be slightly less than the speed per second of her thoughts -at any rate not the reverse.

There is a difference between being remembered and being caught by the mesh of one's mind.

Dreams are but prologue to days, epilogue to other days, written by our faltering minds.