Quotes About Thoughts

I never remember my dreams which suits me fine.

the wends n. frustration that you're not enjoying an experience as much as you should, even something you've worked for years to attain, which prompts you to plug in various thought combinations to try for anything more than static emotional blankness, as if your heart had been accidentally demagnetized by a surge of expectations.

The thoughts that come often unsought, and, as it were, drop into the mind, are commonly the most valuable of any we have.

When ideas float in our mind without any reflection or regard of the understanding, it is that which the French call revery, our language has scarce a name for it.

The action of men are the best interpreters of their thoughts.

men's actions are the best guides to their thoughts

Sometimes I got worried that my memory was falling apart.

mind. Your feelings might be coming

A study of the history of opinion is a necessary preliminary to the emancipation of the mind.

Words ought to be a little wild, for they are the assault of thoughts on the unthinking.

Your intuition needs a clear, open mind. It won't work if it's competing with other distracting thoughts, fears, or prejudices of your own past experiences.

I had listened to my Walkman while reading Père Goriot. 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.

She waved good-bye and hurried down the street towards her family's house, thinking again that some nights had good karma and some nights were cursed, and for a few moments, tonight had seemed like the former, but it had ended up the latter.

Does he think about us? I wonder. Or does he have a vault in his brain where he locks us, and all the feelings he has for us, away?

be missing her. He had to be thinking

One can … get trapped in one's own intellectual web.

I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low for Heaven! Hush! I talk my dream aloud - I build it bright to see, - I build it on the moonlit cloud, To which I looked with thee.

I wanted to make a full letter of it; and Robert always says that it's the bane of a correspondence to make a full letter a condition of writing at all. But so much I had to tell you! while the mere outline of facts you had from others, I knew. Which is just said that you may forgive us both, and believe that we think of you and love you, yes, and talk of you, even when we don't write to you, and that we shall write to you for the future more regularly, indeed.

She shook her head, wondering if the jangle of voices was already driving her mad.

I think the flutter of color in my head is Alan's equivalent of a sigh.

Benedick considered his earlier thoughts about Nova's serenity and undeveloped personality. He wasn't sure he'd ever heard an angel sound miserably worried before. They were voices of authority, arrogance, comfort, calm-or at least, they always had been.

A warm hand rested on Rien's nape. It was comforting, and it sent a shiver between her shoulders. She swallowed and licked salt from her lip and tried to think of what to say.

Plans. I thought about plans. Plants and plants.

She wondered when she had moved from mere conspiracy to treason.