| Amount of texts to »mind« | 107, and there are 102 texts (95.33%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3) |
| Average lenght of texts | 101 Characters |
| Average Rating | 4.028 points, 4 Not rated texts |
| First text | on Apr 16th 2000, 12:55:56 wrote qualle X about mind |
| Latest text | on Nov 1st 2015, 08:47:57 wrote carolyn stewart about mind |
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on Jan 4th 2003, 03:54:51 wrote
on Nov 1st 2015, 08:47:57 wrote
on Aug 18th 2010, 21:05:14 wrote |
Our mind is capable of passing beyond the dividing line we have drawn for it. Beyond the pairs of opposites of which the world consists, other, new insights begin.
(Herman Hesse)
I think I've been going out of my mind for so long that I've stopped minding about it. Except first thing in the morning, that is....
A mind is a kind of semi-transparent bluish-white rectangle with rounded edges. It is also very nearly non-existent.
The most merciful thing in the world . . . is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.
(H. P. Lovecraft)
It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
(Aristotle)
The human mind treats a new idea the same way the body treats a strange protein; it rejects it.
(P. B. Medawar)
Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself.
Henry James
Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one.
(Malcolm Forbes)
My veiw of mind is that it is an odd word to be given such differing meanings. As a young girl I was amazed when my granny would say to me, »Now mind you not to spill that juice since if you spill it you will have a stain on your waist and everyone will wonder where your mind could have been.« She was, of course, most worried about the garment that she referred to as my waist since it was hand-made by herself and was made of lovely silk which I very much liked even if I did call it a blouse.
anguish is embracing my mind
as i walk backward
into the nowhere
I didn't mind people staring at the long scratches made by the stern thorns of the boor-geresy bush. I was just happy to be on my way again after my time in Erewhon.
Off the Flight Path: Adventures in Erewhon, Tasmania and Kerguelen – Eta Sonnok, 1967
When the king realized what had gone on and his mind was indeed not at hand then he assumed that it would be at foot and was presently in the process of looking there when
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