A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
-Rabindranath Tagore "Rabindranath Tagore"
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
A person whose mind is unattached to sensual pleasures, who discovers the joy of the Self, and whose mind is in union with Brahmn through meditation, enjoys eternal bliss.
Mind is like an ocean - stormy at the surface, calmest in the depths.
Your 'mind' is actually the sum-total of vibrations. So, it will always be beyond
the reach of science. And since you experience all your pains and pleasures
also on the screen of mind, science can never reveal the amount of pains and
miseries hidden in you or where does it come from. Neither will it ever succeed
in surgically removing those miseries from your body.
-Deep Trivedi
When you are inspired by some great purpose, all your thoughts break their bonds: Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction and you find yourself in a new, great and wonderful world.
In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.
At the level of mind, self-confidence and capability are two sides of the same coin.
If you have confidence in your mind, the capability is bound to reflect evidently.
-Deep Trivedi
Your mind functions like a computer. It is only you, who has the authority to enter
or delete the data from it. But giving this right to others, you have corrupted the
computer of your mind.
-Deep Trivedi
The mind is the instrument, the flywheel, and the thickest comrade of man. Through it, one can ruin oneself or save oneself. Regulated and controlled, channeled properly it can liberate; wayward and let loose, it can entangle and bind fast.
Direct the mind resolutely towards God, restraining the senses in their various seats, and looking on the state of the body as a matter of indifference. Realise your oneness with God, remaining continually intent on identifying with its nature…for what use is there in other, empty things?