The human mind is not some golden benchmark glimmering on some green and distant hill. No, it is a foul, pestilent corruption.[to Bernard]
Nothing is worthless to an enquiring mind.
We owe our hearts and our minds not to any one man but to an idea.
Their job is to make you feel like you’re about to die. Your job is not to believe them. Your body might get weak, but your mind is strong.
The most brilliant minds are often blind to the most obvious truths.
In the walls of our hearts and brains, danger waits. There are holes in the floor of the mind.
Every useful hoop our mind can jump through begins with a certain degree of attention.
Your mind is a walled garden. Even death cannot touch the flowers blooming there.[to Dolores]
When you’ve been broken too many times, when one goes too far to cope, to survive… one knows not where the mind goes.
The Power inside you is the smallest part of your strength. It’s your mind and how you use it that will mean much more in the battles to come.[to Egwene]
The heart can choke the mind when all its blood flows back unto itself.
Once you begin to appreciate the structure of the mind, it’s modularity on a molecular scale, there’s no reason to believe that anything about us can’t be changed. The mind can be solved.
