Quotes About Thoughts

your actions are all right so far; but I would have your thoughts changed; I would have you to fortify yourself against temptation, and not to call evil good, and good evil; I should wish you to think more deeply, to look further, and aim higher than you do.

L'émotion est absolument involontaire, elle est un pur événement intérieur, elle arrive, c'est tout, vous surprend, vous désarme, insiste et bouleverse l'ordre des pensées comme tout autre ordre d'ailleurs.

et, de plus, cela vous brouille les idées

I had to hold my head up high and put a bold face on things, but the thoughts keep coming anyways.

I don't think my opinions are stupid but other people do, so it's better to keep them to myself.

Why do I always think and dream the most awful things and want to scream in terror?

I found that it was easier to think up questions than to ask them.

DimineaÈ›a suntem normali, dup?-amiaza cam tot aÈ™a, cu unele excepÈ›ii, dar seara dorinÈ›a de peste zi, fericirea È™i deliciile tuturor d??ilor precedente redevin vii È™i nu mai facem altceva decât s? ne gândim unul la cel?lalt.

It's strange, writing a diary. Of course, I've written things before, but who will be interested in the thoughts of a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl? Well, does it matter? I want to write, and I want to bring out so many things that lie deep in my heart.

Anyone could ramble on and leave big spaces between the

I don't want the person I confide in to be around me all the time. When will I untangle my jumbled thoughts? When will I find inner peace again?

I have my own ideas, plans and ideals, but am unable to articulate them yet.

Still, I can't help telling you that lately I've begun to feel deserted. I'm surrounded by too great a void. I never used to give it much thought, since my mind was filled with my friends and having a good time. Now I think either about unhappy things or about myself. It's taken a while, but I've finally realized that Father, no matter how kind he may be, can't take the place of my former world.

What's the good of thinking of misery when you're already miserable? That's stupid!

Mit Schreiben kann ich alles ausdrucken, meine Gedanken, meine Ideale und meine Phantasien.

Was wissen wir von unseren gegenseitigen Gedanken?

My mind is a neighborhood I try not to go into alone.

I smiled back at her. I thought such awful thoughts that I cannot even say them out loud because they would make Jesus want to drink gin straight out of the cat dish.

I know God enjoys hearing my take on how best we should all proceed, as I'm always full of useful advice. I'm sure God says either, Oh, I so love Annie's selfless and evolved thoughts, or else Jeez. What a head case.

I am learning slowly to bring my crazy pinball-machine mind back to this place...

Throughout my childhood I believed that what I thought about was different from what other kids thought about. It was not necessarily more profound, but there was a struggle going on inside me to find some sort of creative or spiritual or aesthetic way of seeing the world and organizing it in my head.

And then, unbidden, seemingly out of nowhere, a thought or image arrives. Some will float into your head like goldfish, lovely, bright, orange, and weightless, and you follow them like a child at an aquarium that was thought to be without fish. Others will step of the shadows like Boo Radley and make you catch your breath or take a step backward. They're often so rich, these unbidden thoughts, and so clear that they feel indelible. But I say write them all down anyway.

My mind kept thinking its harsh thinky thoughts, but I would distract myself from them gently and say, 'Those are not the truth, those are not trustworthy, those are for entertainment purposes only.' Eventually I had quieter thoughts.

had to learn to be present without paying quite so much attention to my poor old overamped mind, because this was the source of most of my unhappiness. And it still is. The