Quotes About Thoughts

But Kerry allowed her first thought, bitter as ginger root, to go where most first thoughts should go: unsaid. Skimmed off to leave something kinder beneath.

No one who has private thoughts going on in his own head is quite sure of their not being overheard. Any child knows that.

How does the poet transform his banal thoughts (are not most thoughts banal?) into such stunning forms, into beauty?

I piddle with words.

You are a living, breathing vision board and can change it daily with your thoughts to create the life you desire.

If you want to have sustained joy, you have to not only make sure that you think right, but you also have to make decisions now that are going to guarantee some joy in the future.

I heard a wise saying once that has helped me: "Negative feelings are like stray cats. The more you feed them, the more they hang around.

Qué fuerza de realiadad tienen los pensamientos de la gente que piensa poco y, sobre todo, que no divaga. A veces dicen "buenos días", pero de qué manera tan inteligente.

Whenever the mind tries to ascend into realms of new and sublime abstraction, matter persists and confines it in the cellar of habit.

Pensó que los recuerdos eran invisibles como la luz, y así como el humo hacía que la luz se viera, debía haber una forma de que fueran visibles los recuerdos.

il brusio di un milione di menti che ronzano / di continuo, / in lenta disgregazione

Ya está el viento, muchachos, el viento de otoño, del otoño, violento o suave casi como un suspiro, una enfermiza alma de qué oscuros reinos? que revela en las cosas un herido pensamiento de sorprendidas criaturas.

Pensando en España, Orwell le dijo en cierta ocasión a Koestler: "la historia se paró en 1936".

Peratta y Peloso se habían ido detrás de un culo, o poco más. Pero seguía pensando que las milanesas tenían menos contraindicaciones. Pobres hijos de puta, pensó o se dijo mientras masticaba.

There can be few places more conducive to the quiet, solitary contemplation of melancholy thoughts than a window-seat; and if beyond the window-panes there is a steely vignette of November murk and withered twigs, so much the better.

Imagination shrinks from the consequences.

But it only passes through her mind, and then, like a dusty book consigned to a shelf, it joins the vast sad library of things left unsaid.

En qué estoy pensando? Estoy pensando en que si ya ni siquiera me permiten pensar, si invaden incluso mi cabeza, no queda ningún lugar para refugiarse. Salvo, quizá, la locura.

Wouldn't. Think. About. Ian.

My emphasis on language also comes from a deep conviction that language shapes our thoughts. You cannot answer a question that you cannot ask, and you cannot ask a question that you have no words for.

True healing is not physical — it is a spiritual awakening to our True Self. If art is used for that purpose then it can be quite healing as it purifies the mind of thoughts that create disease.

We have a powerful enemy who whispers into our thoughts and fuels emotions of dread, worry, helplessness, and fear.

He closes his eyes. A jungle in there, inside his head. He opens them quickly.

Beliefs are rigid thoughts. Beliefs are thoughts that get repeated enough to take on a kind of internal structure. No belief is the truth; it is only a belief.