Quotes About Thoughts

Lucifer maintains that, like earth, Hell was there already, inhospitable and ugly, but a whole real world. He says he first went to Hell about the same time God started to store souls there—and that he took to going there to be alone with his thoughts.

She believed in God for the same reason anybody does: it is unbearable to think that our private thoughts are truly private.

It was the beginning of the future, and I had the thought at that moment there was no one in the world who would ever understand my version of things.

The book answers questions other people have thought of. I have thought of questions they have not answered. I always thought my questions were wrong questions because no one else asked them. Maybe no one thought of them. Maybe darkness got there first. Maybe I am the first light touching a gulf of ignorance. Maybe my questions matter.

Nefret had always had an uncanny ability to read his thoughts. 'Did she cry?' she asked sweetly. 'And then you kissed her? You shouldn't have done that. I'm sure you meant well, but kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake.

At night I started once again to wake while it was still dark, and I would lie there and think about my life, and I could make no sense of it. It seemed to come to me in fragments

The idea that there might be an afterlife horrified Connie. She had a hard enough time with this one. What if death was a big garbage bag where the body went, but the mind was left to hang on forever, suspended with its thoughts? That was Connie's idea of hell.

Rimase seduta al tavolo di cucina, con la schiena curva e la mano posata sul grosso stomaco. Il pensiero che in qualunque momento ne avesse sentito il bisogno avrebbe potuto uccidersi le attraversò la mente. Non era la prima volta in vita sua che ci pensava, ma in precedenza rifletteva sempre sul biglietto da lasciare.

De rust waarvan ik in een bibliotheek zo geniet bestaat niet alleen uit stilte. Al dat papier dempt ieder geluid, maar ook het ruisen van mijn gedachten. Hun ongedurigheid vindt troost in de overmacht aan kennis langs de wanden. Die is zoveel groter dan ooit in mijn hoofd zal passen. Dat kalmeert me en herinnert mij eraan dat ik niet per se alles hoef te weten en begrijpen. Zoveel is al opgeschreven en ik heb het allemaal binnen handbereik. Daar hoef ik mij dus niet meer mee bezig te houden.

But I've just noticed that my mind is asleep.

Je finis par trouver sacré le désordre de mon esprit.

El cerebro del hombre está atiborrado de trapos.

Morala nu-i decât o sl?biciune a creierului.

Because people have no thoughts to deal in, they deal cards, and try and win one another's money. Idiots!

It is only a man's own fundamental thoughts that have truth and life in them. For it is these that he really and completely understands. To read the thoughts of others is like taking the remains of someone else's meal, like putting on the discarded clothes of a stranger.

Anxiety is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.

IN ONE OF HIS letters to Erasmus, Luther said, "YOUR thoughts of God are too human." Probably

there cannot possibly be any solidly grounded hope of a genuine revival of godliness among believers and of morality among unbelievers until the Ten Commandments are again given their proper place in our affections, thoughts, and lives.

This work of keeping the heart is the hardest of all. "To shuffle over religious duties with a loose and heedless spirit, will cost no great pains; but to set thyself before the Lord, and tie up thy loose and vain thoughts to a constant and serious attendance upon Him: this will cost something!

Matthew Henry said, "When God intends great mercy for His people, He sets them apraying." Indeed, when God wants anything accomplished in His Kingdom, He moves men to pray. God is always the initiator. All effectual prayer was moving in the heart of God before ever it began to move in the heart of man. What Kepler said as he unlocked the secrets of the heavens, could well be said by the man who prays in the Spirit: "O God, I am thinking Thy thoughts after Thee.

En qué piensa uno en momentos como éste? ¿A quién recuerda, a quién olvida, a quién ama? La respuesta es nada ni nadie en absoluto, pues los instintos, más poderosos que los pensamientos, se concentran en conservar la vida.

La palabrota que ensucia la lengua termina por ensuciar el espíritu. Quien habla como un patán, terminará por pensar como un patán y por obrar como un patán. Hay una estrecha e indisoluble relación entre la palabra, el pensamiento y la acción. No se puede pensar limpiamente, ni ejecutar con honradez, lo que se expresa en los peores términos soeces. Es la palabra lo que crea el clima del pensamiento y las condiciones de la acción".

And the air was full of Thoughts and Things to Say. But at times like these, only the Small Things are ever said. Big Things lurk unsaid inside.

It is after all so easy to shatter a story. To break a chain of thought. To ruin a fragment of a dream being carried around carefully like a piece of porcelain. To let it be, to travel with it, as Velutha did, is much the harder thing to do.