You’re all prisoners. What you call sanity, it’s just a prison in your minds that stops you from seeing that you’re just tiny little cogs in a giant absurd machine. Wake up! Why be a cog? Be free like us. Just remember, smile.
Maybe I am a mess. Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I’m out of my mind! But, God help me, I will keep these lights up until the day I die if I think there’s a chance that Will’s still out there!
Our friend has superpowers, and she squeezed your tiny bladder with her mind.
You can never tell with men. They go for whoever their d*cks point at, and there’s no changing their minds.
Divine gift does not come from a higher power, but from our own minds.
The struggle that takes place in the ring is a reflection of the struggle that takes place in our minds and in our hearts.
We construct fairy tales and we accept them. Our minds concoct all sorts of fantasies when we don’t want to believe something.
No-one knows what’s going on in someone else’s mind. And life would be intolerable if we did.
The mirrors in your mind can reflect the best of yourself, not the worst of someone else.
Every piece of information in the world has been copied. Backed up. Except the human mind, the last analog device in a digital world.
When you’ve spent your life being judged for who you are, you try to keep an open mind about people.
There’s a place in your mind no one can get to. A place that belongs only to you. No matter what they say, no matter what they do, no one can reach you there. Pain is a dream.
