As I change my thoughts, the world around me changes..
My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think… and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment - it's frightful - if ….
Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn’t dream.
I want to be alone with my thought..
I think where I am not, therefore I am where I do not think. I am not whenever I am the plaything of my thought; I think of what I am where I do not ….
My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts..
When I believed my thoughts I suffered..
I change my thoughts, I change my world..
Never shall my sad eyes again behold Those pleasures which my thoughts did then unfold..
My thoughts and I were of another world..
I create easily and effortlessly when I let my thoughts come from the loving space of my own heart..
I was always drawn to music. It consumed my thoughts and when I realized I could make people feel something through music that is all I wanted to do..
I have finally learned that I must remain silent as much as possible. I must always keep my thoughts to myself..
I guard my treasures: my thoughts, my will, my freedom. And the greatest of these is freedom..
If my thought-dreams could be seen/ They'd probably put my head in a guillotine..
You have to have something to put your work in otherwise it's not valid.
To tell you my thoughts is to locate myself in a category. To tell you about my feelings is to tell you about me..
It's a very American thing to hide away from death..
Keep on doing what you're doing..
I love the dead... Frequently..
I just got called Nigel..