Quotes About Thoughts

I walk through the black Indiana night, under a ceiling of stars, and think about the phrase "elegance and euphoria," and how it describes exactly what I feel with Violet.

The wall is a place to keep track of thoughts, as fast as they come, and remember them when they go away. Anything interesting or weird or even halfway inspired goes up there.

I try to concentrate on the words, on the melody, but then she starts searching through songs, and this feels like my brain—fragments of words, fragments of melodies, fragments of moments, fragments of things.

And then, because I'm now the one thinking too much, and because she is different from all other girls and because I really, really don't want to screw this up, I concentrate on kissing her on the banks of the Blue Hole, in the sunshine, and I let that be enough.

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery—always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?

Escrever. (...) Ao longo das linhas, aceitar todo e qualquer pensamento (não tenha medo deles, independente do que sejam).

If you wonder why you choose to worship other gods rather than wholeheartedly devote yourself to the Lord you love, examine the thought and desires that captivate your heart. That's where you'll fin the answer to every sin and failure in your life. Don't be deceived into thinking that you need to develop more willpower. We need to develop godly thoughts and desires.

Idols aren't just stone statues. No, idols are the thoughts, desires, longings, and expectations that we worship in the place of the true God. Idols cause us to ignore the true God in search of what we think we need. Covenantal Gods

For all our penny-wisdom, for all out soul-destroying slavery to habit, it is not to be doubted that all men have sublime thoughts.

He's always, always in my mind — not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself — but as my own being.

He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. If all else perished and he remained, I should still continue to be, and if all else remained, and we were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger. He's always, always in my mind; not as a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.

Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.

But, yet, even this tranquility Brings bitter, restless thoughts to me.

Nella mia vita ho fatto sogni che sono rimasti dentro di me per sempre, e hanno trasformato il mio modo di pensare. Sono entrati a far parte di me, come il vino quando si mescola all'acqua, e hanno cambiato il colore dei miei pensieri.

?udno je kako navika može oblikovati naš ukus i mišljenje; mnogi ne bi mogli zamisliti da postoji sre?a u potpunoj odvojenosti od svijeta...

The little souls were comforting each other with better thoughts than I could have hit on; no parson in the world ever pictured Heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk; and, while I sobbed, and listened, I could not help wishing we were all there safe together.

they were calmer, and did not need me to console them. The little souls were comforting each other with better thoughts than I could have hit on: no parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk; and, while I sobbed and listened, I could not help wishing we were all there safe together.

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

Al??kanl?k denen ÅŸeyin zevklerimizi, düÅŸüncelerimizi bu kadar etkilemesi ne tuhaf...

Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you're lagging, I may remember him!

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted — One need not be a House — The Brain has Corridors — surpassing Material Place —

We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble.

Non è necessario essere una stanza o una casa per essere stregata. Il cervello ha corridoi che vanno oltre gli spazi materiali.