A destructive thought process exists within all of us, and we are plagued to varying degrees by an internal dialogue that is harmful, restrictive, and at its ultimate extreme, self-destructive.
To be happy, follow the heart not the thoughts.
Happy thoughts bring happiness, love, and success.
I am happy because my happiness does not depend on things, but on my thoughts.
Reasoning is the mental tool that use to think with
I wasn't ready for goodbye, not now, not yet. Stay with me tonight, please don't go just yet.
An idle mind doesn't do justice to its potential
ING is ending for something which continue and continue...So Morning - Continue - Start AfterNoon - The Middle - Almost finish Night - The ENd - Finish
The evil and negative thoughts are the time bomb. Whenever that reaches its time, it goes to explode, damaging others, and even yourself. Defuse that, with your best, and positive thoughts, before it...
Moments spent alone make us realize the value of our own thoughts. Value your solitude.
Mindfulness isn't about ridding yourself of thoughts. It's more about being aware and letting those thoughts pass through you, so you can see what if any value they have for you. Thoughts are an illus...
There has never been a moment in one's life when one might not have stumbled upon this strange reality: What am I doing, where am I so hurriedly running, what is my objective, this whole world is a ra...
Thoughts can be easily expressed by words but feeling are very hard to express with words.
Never let anything be a set back in your life, not even your thoughts, words nor actions.
I was thinking as small children think, as if my thoughts or wishes had the power to reverse the narrative, change the outcome.
Set your mind free from any negative thoughts.
You were a rhyme who mattered, a being who slipped all too often.
I try to think of things to say but nothing comes, and if something did come I probably couldn't say it. This is my great obstacle, the biggest of all the boulders littering my path. In my mind I am e...
Your childhood, said Yackle coaxingly, as if she could smell his thoughts. As if she could sniff out those passages he hadn't chosen to retail at drink parties. Her words lulled him. The past, even a...
Do all people have that? A face, a phrase, a landscape, an air bubble from the past suddenly floating up as if released by the head warden's child from a cell in the brain while the mind is at work on...