Quotes About Thoughts

Dear Sweetheart, do you ever think of me? Just the other day I was thinking of you. I'm pretty sure it was you.

In my mind's eye my thoughts light fires in your cities.

I don't think about you at all when your mouth is closed.

We worked in silence. One thing I liked about the cook was that he knew when to shut up even when he was mubblefubbled and dying to talk. Occasionally, I felt his eyes, like fishhooks, try to catch mine as we squeezed past one another in the narrow galley, but he kept his thoughts untongued. Personally, I was too pitchkettled to trust my own speech.

The secret of living a life of excellence is merely a matter of thinking thoughts of excellence. Really, it's a matter of programming our minds with the kind of information that will set us free.

Out of any two thoughts I have, one is devoted to death. Our days an uncertainty, a chaos and shapeless, all that our lives are blurs down, like a landscape reflected in water.

I CAN'T FORGET. I'M INCAPABLE. THAT MUST BE NICE, BEING ABLE TO FORGET. IS IT NICE?

If I could tell him just one thing, wherever he is, pass him one message, it would be this: he had something. Something to his thoughts, his ideas, the papers in his notebooks, the work we did in the garage. Beyond just a purity to his ideas, a sincerity to his belief, a genuine curiosity, a determination that, if he just sat there long enough, thought hard enough, failed enough times, he'd find a way in.

He has one of those heads people think about cutting off." "Yes. He does.

Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn.

Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But, man, there's no boundary line to art.

Music is your own experience, your thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out your horn.

A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

Affection! Her father's thick mutton chops twitched in irritation. Good God child, are we back to that? Those fairy tale thoughts were amusing when you were twelve, now they are downright mortifying. Marriage is an institution-- Rather like one of those asylums for lunatics, she mumbled, unable to help herself.

There is a foundation for our lives, a place in which our life rests. That place is nothing but the present moment, as we see, hear, experience what is. If we do not return to that place, we live our lives out of our heads. We blame others; we complain; we feel sorry for ourselves. All of these symptoms show that we're stuck in our thoughts. We're out of touch with the open space that is always right here.

The best way to let go is to notice the thoughts as they come up and to acknowledge them.

Awareness is our true self; it's what we are. So we don't have to try to develop awareness; we simply need to notice how we block awareness, with our thoughts, our fantasies, our opinions, and our judgments. We're either in awareness, which is our natural state, or we're doing something else. The mark of mature students is that most of the time, they don't do something else. They're just here, living their life. Nothing special.

When we're lost in thought, when we're dreaming, what have we lost? We've lost reality. Our life has escaped us.

Let each of the Appetites, so necessary to our bodies, be our servant and not our master, and remember, above all things, that sin and slavery to any Appetite begin in our thoughts. It is our thoughts that we must rule, and the way to rule them is very simple. We just have to think of something else when an evil thought comes, something really interesting and nice, with a prayer in our hearts to God to help us to do so.

As I have stood in the crosshairs of those who target Second Amendment freedoms, I've realized that firearms are not the only issue. No, it's much, much bigger than that. I've come to understand that a cultural war is raging across our land, in which, with Orwellian fervor, certain acceptable thoughts and speech are mandated.

It's as if there's no one at all working the drawbridge between his brain and his mouth.

You must give me your solemn promise that you will not think of me as a sister!" He looked perplexed. "How can I govern thoughts I've held for two decades?" She put hands to hips. "May I suggest you force yourself to think of my breasts!

We're living inside of our minds Afraid someone just might Hear what we're thinking Quiet Careful of what you might say Cause they'll put you away

It's just an idea. There's no harm in ideas." "I ain't so sure of that," said Eddie Karl. "That Hitler had ideas.