Quotes About Thoughts

Untilled ground, however rich, will bring forth thistles and thorns; so also the mind of man.

When a man mistakes his thoughts for persons and things, he is mad.

With his mind free from the inflow of thoughts and from restlessness, by abandoning both good and evil, an alert man knows no fear.

O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men!

Where the mind goes, the man follows.

Philosophy teaches how man thinks he thinks; but drinking shows how he really thinks.

Thoughts, like fleas, jump from man to man. But they don't bite everybody.

As long as man's beliefs, or any part of them, are based on error, he is not completely free, for the chains of error bind his mind.

Ideas are like beards; men do not have them until they grow up.

A nice man is a man of nasty ideas.

The soul is dyed by the thoughts. Dye it then, with a continuous series of such thoughts as these - that where a man can live, there - if he will - he can also live well.

An old man said, We are not condemned because of our thoughts that enter us, but because we use our thoughts badly; our thoughts can cause us either to suffer shipwreck or to be crowned.

The sensual man conforms thoughts to things; the poet conforms things to his thoughts.

Man cannot always think of matter, however pleasurable it may be.

For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.

Speech has been given to man to disguise his thoughts.

Then she felt shock and shame over the fact that she was thinking about coffee while her planet was being set on fire.

You mentioned . . . one of the two great labyrinths into which the mind is drawn. What . . . is the other? The other is the composition of the continuum, or: what is space?

Passing through the utility section she considered getting herself a cup of coffee. Then she felt shock and shame over the fact that she was thinking about coffee while her planet was being set on fire. Then she poured herself a cup of coffee anyway and stepped into the Farm.

And yet people went on thinking this way, kind of in the way that someone who has just been diagnosed with a terminal illness will go on getting up and going to work every morning, not so much out of habit as because the knowledge of impending doom makes them wish to assert an identity.

But the Owners really valued the Crow's Nest partly as a cultural institution and partly because it gave them access to the sort of information about the lives, thoughts, and deeds of important persons that could only be had in a bar.

Passing through the utility section she considered getting herself a cup of coffee. Then she felt shock and shame over the fact that she was thinking about coffee while her planet was being set on fire.

But unbidden and unwanted thoughts are the hardest to expel from one's mind.

But this was how the mind worked. The mind couldn't think about the End of the World all the time. It needed the occasional break, a romp through the trivial.