To be too conscious is an illness—a real thoroughgoing illness.

The march of the human mind is slow.

Strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing

The sleep of reason produces monsters.

We need strength, we need energy, we need quickness, and we need brain in this country to turn it around.

A mind lively and at ease can do with seeing nothing, and can see nothing that does not answer.

Any man could, if he were so inclined, be the sculptor of his own brain.

Sooner or later if the activity of the mind is restricted anywhere, it will cease to function even where it is allowed to be free.

The most potent weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.

Is there no way out of the mind?

The brain may be regarded as a kind of parasite of the organism, a pensioner, as it were, who dwells with the body.

Every thought is, strictly speaking, an afterthought.