Quotes About Thoughts

Biz böyleyiz, güzel düÅŸüncelerle güzelleÅŸir, kötülerle çirkinleÅŸiriz; bu nedenle onlar? zihnimizden atmam?z gerekir.

He had rid himself so fiercely of memory, language, the capacity to find meaning that it seemed obvious the hatred he had for himself, for his own skin, for his moods, for his thoughts and words, for the brutal corner of the world that had enveloped him.

We two are made like that, when we have good thoughts we're pretty, but we turn ugly with mean ones, we have to get them out of our heads.

Aunt Lina said that spirits existed, but not in the places, or in the alleys, or near the ancient gates of the Vatso. They existed in people's ears, in the eyes when eyes looked inside and not out, in the voice as soon as it begins to speak, in the head when it thinks, because words are full of ghosts but so are images. Is it true, Mamma?

Ich würde immer Angst haben: Angst davor, einen falschen Satz zu sagen, einen übertriebenen Ton anzuschlagen, unpassend gekleidet zu sein, kleinliche Gefühle zu offenbaren, keine interessanten Gedanken zu haben.

Then I felt as if my thoughts were cut off in the middle, absorbing and yet defective, with an urgent need for verification, for development, yet without conviction, without faith in themselves.

Aunt Lina said that the spirits existed, but not in the palaces, or in the alleys, or near the ancient gates of the Vasto. They existed in people's ears, in the eyes when the eyes looked inside and not out, in the voice as soon as it begins to speak, in the head when it thinks, because words are full of ghosts but so are images.

Ma non riuscivo a cancellare le frasi, mi sentivo in mente la loro sintassi bell'e pronta e ne ero spaventata, ne ero affascinata, mi faceva orrore, mi seduceva.

hear the mad sound of the brain of one echo in the mad sound of the brain of the other.

Maybe I should tell her that things without meaning are the most beautiful ones. It's a good sentence, she'll like it.

Nós duas somos assim, com bons pensamentos ficamos bonitas, mas enfeamos com os ruins, temos de arrancá-los da cabeça.

Era yo-quienquiera que yo fuese-, y debía ocuparme de aquella cara, aquel cuerpo, aquellos pensamientos.

His meals were always punctual. Whether she cooked well or badly he did not know; it was a matter of total indifference to him. During his meals, which he ate at his writing desk, he was busy with important considerations. As a rule he would not have been able to say what precisely he had in his mouth. He reserved consciousness for real thoughts; they depend upon it; without consciousness, thoughts are unthinkable. Chewing and digestion happen of themselves.

On Friday, I stood in front of the class singing "Hello, Goodbye" by the Beatles. It was like falling off a cliff: time stretched, there was so much time to think different thoughts. "You say yes, I say no," I sang. "You say stop, and I say go, go, go.

Père Goriot's previous owner, Brian Kennedy, had systematically underlined what seemed to be the most meaningless and disconnected sentences in the whole book. Thank God I wasn't in love with Brian Kennedy, and didn't feel any mania to decipher his thoughts.

In the past, my goal in conversation had been to accurately represent the things that I thought, and to deploy these thoughts in relation to the things that other people said, while exercising caution to not betray ignorant or antisocial ideas, and the whole thing had been so much to think about that in the end I usually hadn't said anything at all.

We should be carefree with our bodies and prudish with our brains, not the contrary. How virtuous we are with our flesh, and yet the first foul thought that comes our way is invited to the depths of our soul.

But observers have generally noted that such people are greatly absorbed with their own thoughts even when in company. Winnicott's paradoxical description of 'being alone in the presence of others may be relevant not only to the infant with its mother, but also to those who are capable of intense concentration and preoccupation with their own inner processes even when surrounded by other people.

People who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about.

People who live alone always have something on their minds that they would willingly share.

If you really think about it, everything is wonderful in this world, everything except for our thoughts and deeds when we forget about the loftier goals of existence, about our human dignity.

Marcus Aurelius writes: 'The things you think about determine the quality of your mind. Your soul takes on the colour of your thoughts.

When I am asleep I dream what I dream when I am awake. It's a continuous dream.

You only come to know these things in hindsight Ã¢â'¬â€œ when you look back and see the precarious chain of events, happenstance, and good fortune that led to wherever you are now. Before you reach that point, you have no way of predicting which idea will make a difference and which will die on the vine. That's why you record them all. No matter how random, how small, how half-baked, how unfinished it may be; if you have a thought, record it right away.