thoughts [Theme] Page 231

You should not fear the emergence of thoughts, and the delay in their realization.

What a stupid fashion, to count in hours, days, weeks, years?
It may seem strange, but since you came in my life, my whole life was divided into seconds, because they absolutely do show how difficult and hard I've given separation. Here you are left to have lunch. 15 minutes? No. Not a quarter of an hour and at 900 seconds. 900 beats of my heart.
Do you think that the night passes quickly. But it's not. You sleep, and you not being here with me 28800 seconds. The longest seconds of my life.
And estimate, what do you mean 2 weeks? No, not 14 days. No, not 336 hours and THERE is NOT 20160 minutes 1209600 seconds and WHOLE.. can you imagine? ©

There are things to which man must walk myself. If he did not, then the time has not come yet.

Everything that happens in life is the materialization of someone's thoughts, I'm sure. They are not necessarily materialists literally, but somehow it happens. I have many on this object: "Well, I thought I would win the lottery but did not win. Why?" But because you really did not expect that I will win. In my life there have been plenty of events just because I in the childhood have convinced themselves that they occur. I washed his brains out. I was brainwashed world reason. I just told him that so-and-so should happen. Muhammad Ali, who in twenty years said going to be the greatest boxer. He couldn't have known then, he was not a prophet, but he decided the future of their own free will.

If you believe graphology, when you take your index finger and encircle them someone's handwriting, or just take a wooden stick or spoon, write on top of the written words, you can exactly feel what the writer felt when he completed the inscription.

Who thinks clearly - clearly States.

Sometimes my thoughts well, I can not agree among themselves, and the feelings, too; not the brain, the right word, but the whole national Assembly.

Usually our thoughts about her own death there is nothing painful; on the contrary, it is one of the easiest ways to ensure that we are alive.

No more painful punishment for a man immersed in serious thought than the need to be in the whirlpool of fun and revelry, not so appropriate to his feelings.

We watched "a reflection of our feelings" together until the spring was over. And now my dull mind, a fleeting flash gives rise to the hope that the coming winter we will be in an embrace to lie on the frozen lake and guess the constellations in the night sky.

If we identify consciousness with the mass, we balance each other like the weights of the same value. This balance lasted for a long time, almost indefinitely; two of the lump of matter, each in a cocoon of emptiness, divorced at the poles, devoid of thoughts and feelings.

A black stripe begins when I sit down and think. When I Wake up and see who I am.

Obsession is a distraction; it protects you from thinking about something else. What is the other? If it were not for these obsessive thoughts, what would you think?

To deceive yourself once again,
Saying "I can't live without you and us."
Why dream city to pour the Foundation,
If I stand in the middle of the forest, and even in the ravine?