Human Thoughts Quotes

All that makes a lunatic are the very ordinary ideas of mankind shut up inside a man's head.

By conversing with the mighty dead, we imbibe sentiment with knowledge. We become strongly attached to those who can no longer either hurt or serve us, except through the influence which they exert over the mind. We feel the presence of that power which gives immortality to human thoughts and actions, and catch the flame of enthusiasm from all nations and ages.

There are no secrets about the world of nature. There are secrets about the thoughts and intentions of men.

Cats are anthropomorphised in art because they are so laid back that you automatically attribute human thoughts and feelings to them.

You see people on the street, talking to themselves, and you're like, 'What are they talking about?' I'm interested in that.

The average person might articulate them differently, but we all think about interpersonal relationships in one way or another. Writers just express that in different ways and capture it in different ways. To some degree, we're all thinking about the same things. It's the zeitgeist. The trick, in a way, as a writer, is to hope that your interests in some sense link up with the culture around you.

We must not listen to those who advise us 'being men to think human thoughts, and being mortal to think mortal thoughts' but must put on immortality as much as possible and strain every nerve to live according to that best part of us, which, being small in bulk, yet much more in its power and honour surpasses all else.

A theory that denies that thoughts can regulate actions does not lend itself readily to the explanation of complex human behavior.

Most of humanity gets by without reading novels or poetry, and no one would deny the richness of their thoughts.

It occurred to me that cats were being held back a little bit. I thought, 'I'll give the cat human thoughts and feelings but not be apologetic for it. That would be very catlike.'

No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom and the fragrance of all human knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language.

The most immutable barrier in nature is between one man's thoughts and another's.

Language and written language are the only real way we have to see inside another person's thoughts and to know what makes another person human. Without writing, we just wouldn't have that kind of access.

You might as well tell God what you think. He already knows it anyway.

We find it hard to believe that other people's thoughts are as silly as our own, but they probably are.

The idea that we evolved with these thoughts is actually very fascinating - to me.

They put up with such strenuous training, and where did their thoughts, their hopes and dreams, disappear to? When people pass away, do their thoughts just vanish?