Our minds work in real time, which begins at the Big Bang and will end, if there is a Big Crunch – which seems unlikely, now, from the latest data showing accelerating expansion. Consciousness would come to an end at a singularity.

If you wish to know the mind of a man, listen to his words.

As selfishness and complaint pervert the mind, so love with its joy clears and sharpens the vision.

Our soul is cast into a body, where it finds number, time, dimension. Thereupon it reasons, and calls this nature necessity, and can believe nothing else.

We are time’s subjects, and time bids be gone.

Experts often possess more data than judgment.

No passion so effectually robs the mind of all its powers of acting and reasoning as fear.

There is no birth of consciousness without pain.

The slave is doomed to worship time and fate and death, because they are greater than anything he finds in himself, and because all his thoughts are of things which they devour.

I think the brain is essentially a computer and consciousness is like a computer program. It will cease to run when the computer is turned off. Theoretically, it could be re-created on a neural network, but that would be very difficult, as it would require all one’s memories.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him.

Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?

Whatever must happen ultimately should happen immediately.

Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these there’s time, the Bastard Time.

The philosophical question before us is, when we make an observation of our track in the past, does the result of our observation become real in the same sense that the final state would be defined if an outside observer were to make the observation?

The movement of search can only be from the known to the known, and all that the mind can do is to be aware that this movement will never uncover the unknown. Any movement on the part of the known is still within the field of the known.

Antiquities are history defaced, or some remnants of history which have casually escaped the shipwreck of time.

Glance into the world just as though time were gone: and everything crooked will become straight to you.

The finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools, but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance of time.

Necessity is blind until it becomes conscious. Freedom is the consciousness of necessity.

For one swallow does not make a summer, nor does one day; and so too one day, or a short time, does not make a man blessed and happy.

The spirit desires to remain with its body, because, without the organic instruments of that body, it can neither act, nor feel anything.

When you take your attention into the present moment, a certain alertness arises. You become more conscious of what’s around you, but also, strangely, a sense of presence that is both within and without.

Truth is the daughter of time, not of authority.

I’m fascinated by the fact that we can’t grasp anything about time.

You may be educated abroad, you may be a great scientist, politician, but you always have a sneaking fear that if you don’t go to temples or do the ordinary things that you have been told to do, something evil might happen, so you conform. What happens to the mind that conforms? Investigate it, please.

Whenever I think about movies, I always look at that art process as having the best of a lot of worlds. Because if you watch a great film, you have a musical element to it, not just on the scoring, but in the way that the shots are edited – that has music and rhythm and time.

A chief event of life is the day in which we have encountered a mind that startled us.

We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.

How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself anything less than a god.

Humanity is still advancing; and it will probably continue to advance for hundreds of thousands of years more, always on condition that we know how to keep the same line of advance as our ancestors towards ever greater consciousness and complexity.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain.

Time management is an oxymoron. Time is beyond our control, and the clock keeps ticking regardless of how we lead our lives. Priority management is the answer to maximizing the time we have.

The mind is never satisfied with the objects immediately before it, but is always breaking away from the present moment, and losing itself in schemes of future felicity… The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope.

There’s no art to find the mind’s construction in the face.

It is said that the present is pregnant with the future.

When you work as a humanitarian, you are conscious that politics have to be considered. Because if you really want to make an extreme change, then you have a responsibility.

But time has set its maggot on their track.

Sisters, do you realize the breadth and scope of your influence when you speak those things that come to your heart and mind as directed by the Spirit?

Everything happens to everybody sooner or later if there is time enough.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

We feel and know that we are eternal.

The soul is your innermost being. The presence that you are beyond form. The consciousness that you are beyond form, that is the soul. That is who you are in essence.

To enjoy good health, to bring true happiness to one’s family, to bring peace to all, one must first discipline and control one’s own mind. If a man can control his mind he can find the way to Enlightenment, and all wisdom and virtue will naturally come to him.

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

Generally, a writer of force is anywhere from 20 years to 200 years ahead of his generation.

Once music ceases to be ephemeral – always disappearing – and becomes instead material… it leaves the condition of traditional music and enters the condition of painting. It becomes a painting, existing as material in space, not immaterial in time.

Facts are to the mind what food is to the body.

To me the ego is the habitual and compulsive thought processes that go through everybody’s mind continuously. External things like possessions or memories or failures or successes or achievements. Your personal history.

The strong man is the one who is able to intercept at will the communication between the senses and the mind.

The human mind is our fundamental resource.

I like not fair terms and a villain’s mind.

Life being very short, and the quiet hours of it few, we ought to waste none of them in reading valueless books.

Just as our eyes need light in order to see, our minds need ideas in order to conceive.

I think we have a duty to maintain the light of consciousness to make sure it continues into the future.

Where the mind goes, the man follows.

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body.

I left the woods for as good a reason as I went there. Perhaps it seemed to me that I had several more lives to live and could not spare any more time for that one.

Myths can’t be translated as they did in their ancient soil. We can only find our own meaning in our own time.

That’s the shock: All cliches are true. The years really do speed by. Life really is as short as they tell you it is. And there really is a God – so do I buy that one? If all the other cliches are true… Hell, don’t pose me that one.