Byron Katie Quotes

The criterion and rule of the true is to have made it. Accordingly, our clear and distinct idea of the mind cannot be a criterion of the mind itself, still less of other truths. For while the mind perceives itself, it does not make itself.

I feel, I think, I judge; therefore, a part of organized matter like me is capable of feeling, thinking, and judging.

The mind is a strange and wonderful thing. I'm not sure it'll ever be able to figure itself out. Everything else maybe, from the atom to the universe, everything except itself.

The mind has no existence by itself; it is only the glitter of the sun on the surface of the waters.

I'm your mind", it claims. "You can't parse ME into dendrites and synapses

All thinking, knowing, perception, space-time, occur in consciousness. You are a non-local consciousness. The world is in you.

We're all just bags of bones and muscle and hormones; I'll never understand what makes our minds do the things we do. It's like that statue of the monkey holding a skull. We're trying to use a thing we don't understand to understand ourselves.

I have no inner monologue.

I don't talk about consciousness. I talk about interiority.

The thought is not something that observes an inner event, but, rather it is this inner event itself. We do not reflect on something, but, rather, something thinks itself in us.

Consciousness is the perception of what passes in man's own mind.

Consciousness is a singular for which there is no plural.

Scott Fitzgerald said famously that "he who invented consciousness would have a lot to be blamed for." But he also forgot that without consciousness, he would have no access to true happiness or even the possibility of transcendence.

I am the leading strings of the ego and the prompter of its concepts.

If there were nothing but thought in you, you wouldn't even know you are thinking. You would be like a dreamer who doesn't know he is dreaming. When you know you are dreaming, you are awake within the dream.

Do you think I know what I'm doing? That for one breath or half-breath I belong to myself? As much as a pen knows what it's writing, or the ball can guess where it's going next.

The true self is not aware that it is a self. A bird, as it sings, sings itself. But not according to a picture. It has no idea of itself.

When you listen to a thought, you are aware not only of the thought but also of yourself as the witness of the thought. A new dimension of consciousness has come in.

A conscious mind is a mind with a self in it.

When you really understand that you are what you see and know, you do not run around the countryside thinking, "I am all this!" There is simply all this.

Inward is not a direction. Inward is a dimension.

I have no knowledge of myself as I am, but merely as I appear to myself.

To understand our own thinking is to understand all thinking.

Properly speaking, should any individual ever have exact, clear knowledge of his own core consciousness?" "I wouldn't know," I said. "Nor would we," said the scientists.

Which came first, the mind or the idea of the mind? Have you never wondered? They arrived together. The mind is an idea.