Mental Restriction Quotes

Piety is oppressive. It takes all the air out of thought.

The fundamentalists have taken the fun out of the mental.

A man's mind grows narrow in a narrow place.

A slavish bondage to parents cramps every faculty of the mind.

The idea was to have a basin inverted on his head and his hair cut to the shape of it. Skill and money were not needed. Then the idea grew that it was more convenient to leave the basin on his head. Stray thoughts were trimmed along with stray hair; brain-vines, tentacles of thought, were not encouraged to wander. Then, in the interests of human economy, the head of adaptable man became a basin of uniform shape—a basin, a crash helmet. Safe at last; no more thought-cuts.

I got to wear blinders all the time so I won't think sideways or in the past.

The thoughts of a prisoner - they're not free either. They keep returning to the same things.

We're all walking around trying to deal with a certain amount of shame, to repress it. And we restrict our mental lives to smaller and smaller areas.

The brain is not an organ we are authorized to use. We are supposed to use only our hands and legs.

A slavish bondage to parents cramps every faculty of the mind

The invocation of science, of its ground rules, of the exclusive validity of the methods that science has now completely become, now constitutes a surveillance authority punishing free, uncoddled, undisciplined thought and tolerating nothing of mental activity other than what has been methodologically sanctioned. Science and scholarship, the medium of autonomy, has degenerated into an instrument of heteronomy.

I have lost the freedom of not having an opinion.

From the very beginning, when you go into Scientology your world narrows down very quickly.

Branding music as 'for the youth' is only an escapist tendency. Preference in music is only about restrictions of the mind.

What fetters the mind and benumbs the spirit is ever the dogged acceptance of absolutes.

It's no good telling somebody they're trying too hard. It's very much like ordering a child to go stand in a corner for a half hour and never once think about elephants.

Whate'er the talents, or howe'er designed, We hang one jingling padlock on the mind.

Thought is barred in this City of Dreadful Joy and conversation is unknown.