Oskar Kokoschka Quotes

Inside I feel much like a 12-year-old or a 17-year-old who knows big words.

As to the mental essence, we find it in infants devoid of every mental form.

I always knew I was brainy. It struck me when I was a child that I wanted to be an adult because I never felt I belonged among children whose minds were so much simpler than mine.

I was 28 when I played the role of a 65 year old man in my first film.

We evolved to move and to learn with all our five senses!

Do you think my mind is maturing late, or simply rotted early?

You must consider, when reading this treatise, that mental perception, because connected with matter, is subject to conditions similar to those to which physical perception is subject.

Minds ripen at very different ages.

If he is 6 feet 4 inches high, he is only a dwarf in mind.

For a long time, I had the idea that I would do a certain amount of work the best I could, and then I would reach a comfort zone, and I wouldn't be pushed to write more. I would become a different person. It's a surprise to me that this hasn't happened. Your body ages, but your mind is the same.

It is hardly plausible to view a whole succession of logics as an evolutionary and functional program of innate wiring, particularly in light of the fact that the most mature logical structures are reached only by some adults.

When the child begins to think and to make use of the written language to express his rudimentary thinking, he is ready for elementary work; and this fitness is a question not of age or other incidental circumstance but of mental maturity.

Even 31 sounds quite old to me, because my brain is probably still in a state of adolescent delinquency.

I think sighted people let their eyes cheat them out of certain things. People who can see don't have a great sense of smell because they don't use it.

I don't feel like a 27-year-old; I feel I am way mature than someone that age.

The body is most fully developed from thirty to thirty-five years of age, the mind at about forty-nine.

And painefull pleasure turnes to pleasing paine.

So how, children, does the brain, which lives without a spark of light, build for us a world full of light?

Your world is all these elements. Of light and sound, of taste, smell, and touch, woven together in many dimensions on the fabulous loom of your brain. Your brain; the most complicated thing in the world, which you yourself grew...without even thinking about it.

Learning hath his infancy, when it is but beginning and almost childish; then his youth, when it is luxuriant and juvenile; then his strength of years, when it is solid and reduced; and lastly his old age, when it waxeth dry and exhaust.

The sensory world is the school, without which the human being would never come to the spirit.

The nobler and more perfect a thing is, the later and slower it is in arriving at maturity. A man reaches the maturity of his reasoning powers and mental faculties hardly before the age of twenty-eight; a woman at eighteen.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! A frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! Insect infinite! A worm! A God!

I want get people to think about sensory based of thinking.

All our knowledge begins with the senses...