What the brain does by itself is infinitely more fascinating and complex than any response it can make to chemical stimulation.

Brains are the only things worth having in this world.

Sanity is madness put to good uses; waking life is a dream controlled.

Imagination continually outruns the creature it inhabits.

The mind of man is capable of anything.

It is far, far better and much safer to have a firm anchor in nonsense than to put out on the troubled seas of thought.

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

There is no female mind. The brain is not an organ of sex. As well speak of a female liver.

Madness need not be all breakdown. It may also be breakthrough.

What is outside my mind means nothing to it.

Don’t lose your mind unless you have paid for it.

The brain is an unreliable organ, it is monstrously great, monstrously developed. Swollen, like a goiter.

my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing