Art will remain the most astonishing activity of mankind born out of struggle between wisdom and madness, between dream and reality in our mind.
You have a beautiful classy mind but I find you physically unattractive.
It is a rare mind indeed that can render the hitherto non-existent blindingly obvious. The cryI could have thought of thatis a very popular and misleading one, for the fact is that they didn't, and a very significant and revealing fact it is too.
Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the drug store, but that's just peanuts to space.
The usual method of finding a little dongly thing that actually matches a gizmo I want to use is to go and buy another one, at a price that can physically drive the air from your body.
The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.
I have accepted a seat in the House of Representatives, and thereby have consented to my own ruin, to your ruin, and to the ruin of our children. I give you this warning that you may prepare your mind for your fate.
I, poor creature, worn out with scribbling for my bread and my liberty, low in spirits and weak in health, must leave others to wear the laurels which I have sown, others to eat the bread which I have earned. A common case.
Old minds are like old horses; you must exercise them if you wish to keep them in working order.
Creativity is allowing oneself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.*
Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
The waist is a terrible thing to mind.
The mind is a terrible thing to waste.
If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can't, you're right.
The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.
The worst families are those in which the members never really speak their minds to one another; they maintain an atmosphere of unreality, and everyone always lives in an atmosphere of suppressed ill-feeling.
Only the previous day, Arch had found him in a spirit-dance corral, blistering the creatures to the point of death, such was his need to touch and destroy.
One's mind has a way of making itself up in the background, and it suddenly becomes clear what one means to do.
If a man watches three football games in a row, he should be declared legally dead.
IBM is like the Stepford Wives. It takes the best people from the best universities and colleges and then snips out some part of the brain so that they become mindless clones.
Difficulties are meant to rouse, not discourage. The human spirit is to grow strong by conflict.
Absence of occupation is not rest,
A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
Minds are like parachutes: they only function when they are open.
Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling five balls in the air. You name them - work, family, health, friends, and spirit - and you're keeping all of these in the air. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. But the other four balls - family, health, friends, and spirit are made of glass. If you drop one of these, they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged, or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for balance in your life.
A liberal mind is a mind that is able to imagine itself believing anything.
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds. The mediocre mind is incapable of understanding the man who refuses to bow blindly to conventional prejudices and chooses instead to express his opinions courageously and honestly.
A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do.
To different minds, the same world is a hell, and a heaven.
Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one.
It is better to understand a little than to misunderstand a lot.
The whole art of teaching is only the art of awakening the natural curiosity of young minds for the purpose of satisfying it afterwards.
The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working the moment you get up in the morning, and does not stop until you get into the office.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase likemaybe we should be just friendsturns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
Change is an attitude of mind and the place to start is within ourselves.
Three things happen when you get to my age. First your memory starts to go ... and I have forgotten the other two.
If no thought your mind does visit, make your speech not too explicit.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
A woman's mind is cleaner than a man's; she changes it more often.
As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.
Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.
Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.
What the mind of man can conceive and believe, it can achieve.
An empty head is not really empty; it is stuffed with rubbish. Hence the difficulty of forcing anything into an empty head.
Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.
Make up your mind to act decidedly and take the consequences. No good is ever done in this world by hesitation.
When you ask creative people how they did something, they feel a little guilty because they didn't really do it, they just saw something ... That's because they were able to connect experiences they've had and synthesize new things.
The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
I feel that the essence of spiritual practice is your attitude toward others. When you have a pure, sincere motivation, then you have right attitude toward others based on kindness, compassion, love and respect.
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.
Tune in, turn on, drop out.
There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.
Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.
As to those who can find it in them to employ the doubtlessly useful wordbrunch, do they, I wonder, ever up-grade it tobruncheon? This is the kind of question I ponder on while waiting for the kettle to boil. The active mind is never at rest.
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity devoid of troubling or depressing subject matter ... a soothing, calming influence on the mind, rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.
If you mind tells your body you can't do it, you will quit. If your body is giving up, but you think you can carry on, you will naturally keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything.
The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
I drink a glass of water and half a lemon as soon as I wake up. I heard that it's supposed to balance your body's pH. Not sure if that's true, but to be honest, it really helps with bloating.
A man with a bristling grey beard [a yachtsman], said:I made up my mind, when I bought my first boat, never to learn to swim ... When you're in a spot of trouble, if you can swim you try to strike out for the shore. You invariably drown. As I can't swim, I cling to the wreckage and they send a helicopter out for me. That's my tip, if you ever find yourself in trouble, cling to the wreckage!
I wore a padded bra every single day and night from the age of 14 until I was 31. Giving up padding was my New Year's resolution. I had known for ages that wearing a stuffed bra was a form of hiding my real body.
When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds: Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great, and wonderful world. Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and your discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be.
For the mind does not require filling like a bottle, but rather, like wood, it only requires kindling to create in it an impulse to think independently and an ardent desire for the truth.
The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.
A great many people mistake opinions for thoughts.
I believe in hard work. It keeps the wrinkles out of the mind and spirit.
Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition.
To age and imbecility resigned, I watch the struggles of my failing mind: Lumbering along the all-too-well-worn grooves. The poor old thing moves slowly - but it moves!
Don't be afraid to be unique or speak your mind because that's what makes you different from everyone else.
Age carries all things away, even the mind.
A cynic is a man who looks at the world with a monocle in his mind's eye.
Every really new idea looks crazy at first.
My wife wanted her face lifted. They couldn't do that. But for $80, they lowered her body.