Tim LaHaye Quotes

Nay, be a Columbus to whole new continents and worlds within you, opening new channels, not of trade, but of thought.

No one could have fathomed what a life he'd led, for it was chiefly a life lived in his mind.

My favorite mode of communication is in the world beyond: a dream, to see in a dream. My second favorite is correspondence.

I kind of tend to do most of my adventures in my mind.

I like people who dream or talk to themselves interminably; I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.

With any kind of sci-fi, the imagination continues, and the world exists, and you create that in your own mind, and it lives in you.

From early childhood, I was interested in understanding how the world worked, and assumed I would be some kind of physical scientist or chemist. But the truth was, I didn't know there was another kind of world, the inner world, that was just as interesting, if not more relevant, than what was going on in the outside world.

I always had an awful lot going on in my head, always telling myself stories, very vivid imagination.

I try to always go for something... very interior, following thoughts and memories, something that I think is difficult to do on the screen, which is essentially a third-person medium.

Six years old, and I already knew that my natural home was the world inside the head.

I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.

I'm a mad thinker in general. I think about everything, all the time. Especially when I write music, a lot of the influences come from personal experiences or from being on the outside looking in, being that person who witnessed things that stuck with me throughout my life.

It's really about living in your head... just looking out at the world, then going back into your head and tossing around a lot of ideas and coming out with something interesting to say.

I spent a lot of time in my head, but not like caring about what everybody else thought, just literally in my own world.

But how entirely I live in my imagination; how completely depend upon spurts of thought, coming as I walk, as I sit; things churning up in my mind and so making a perpetual pageant, which is to be my happiness.

A writer is someone who spends years patiently trying to discover the second being inside him, and the world that makes him who he is: when I speak of writing, what comes first to my mind is not a novel, a poem, or literary tradition, it is a person who shuts himself up in a room, sits down at a table, and alone, turns inward; amid its shadows, he builds a new world with words.

To know, to think, to dream. That is everything.

But how shall I get ideas? ''Keep your wits open! Observe! Observe! Study! Study! But above all, Think! Think! And when a noble image is indelibly impressed upon the mind - Act!

Imagination is strong in a man when that particular function of the brain which enables him to observe is roused to activity without any necessary excitement of the sense. Accordingly, we find that imagination is active just in proportion as our sense are not excited by external objects. A long period of solitude, whether in prison or in a sick room; quiet, twilight, darkness-these are the things that promote its activity; and under their influence it comes into play of itself.

Mind is a door that leads you outside in the world; meditation is the door that leads you to your interiority - to the very innermost shrine of your being.

Imagination flourishes best in solitude.

To have a childhood means to live a thousand lives before the one.

That which is nearest is least observed. The Atman is the nearest of the near, therefore the careless and the unsteady mind gets no clue to it. But the person who is alert, calm, self-restrained, and discriminating ignores the external world and, diving more and more into the inner world, realizes the glory of the Atman and becomes great.

The world about us would be desolate except for the world within us.

I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is no road. It is one of a kind just as yours is.