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Charlotte Bronte

"A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow."

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"A mind grows by what it feeds on."

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"The mind of a baby is a tabula rasa, society writes information on his mind."

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"My mind is an instrument of peaceI am the peaceMy heart sing the song of peaceMy mind dances with peaceI laugh with peaceMy soul is longing for peaceMy spirit is the source of peace."

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"When an imaginative person gets into mental trouble, the line between seeming and being has a way of disappearing."

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"A healthy PFC means a healthy cognitive grip over the world with very little elements of prejudice."

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"The Brain is a chewed gum."

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"Thoughts are the imagination of the conscious mind and dreams are the imagination of the subconscious mind."

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"When the whirlpool of thoughts is going on; that is known as the mind. At that time, the mind is functioning independently. That and the vrutis (tendencies of the chit) have no relationship. The tendencies arise later on, and then they go back and forth."

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"Mental illness is not something you misunderstand in this era. Get educated because bias is no different than racism."

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"You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it."
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"And it is you, spirit--with will and energy, and virtue and purity--that I want, not alone with your brittle frame."
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"It is a long way to Ireland, Janet, and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels: but if I can't do better, how is it to be helped? Are you anything akin to me, do you think, Jane?"I could risk no sort of answer by this time: my heart was still. "Because, he said, "I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, - you'd forget me."
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"I'll walk where my own nature would be leading. It vexes me to choose another guide."
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"Some of the best people that ever lived have been as destitute as I am; and if you are a Christian, you ought not to consider poverty a crime."
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"I believe - I daily find it proved - that we can get nothing in this world worth keeping, not so much as a principle or a conviction, except out of purifying flame, or through strengthening peril. We err; we fall; we are humbled - then we walk more carefully. We greedily eat and drink poison out of the gilded cup of vice, or from the beggar's wallet of avarice; we are sickened, degraded; everything good in us rebels against us; our souls rise bitterly indignant against our bodies; there is a period of civil war; if the soul has strength, it conquers and rules thereafter."
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"It is vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility; they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it."
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"Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his bestowal."
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"Anybody may blame me who likes, when I add further, that, now and then, when I took a walk by myself in the grounds; when I went down to the gates and looked through them along the road; or when, while Adele played with her nurse, and Mrs. Fairfax made jellies in the storeroom, I climbed the three staircases, raised the trap-door of the attic, and having reached the leads, looked out afar over sequestered field and hill, and along dim sky-line - that then I longed for a power of vision which might overpass that limit; which might reach the busy world, towns, regions full of life I had heard of but never seen - that then I desired more of practical experience than I possessed; more of intercourse with my kind, of acquaintance with variety of character, than was here within my reach."
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"To toil, to think, to long, to grieve,-Is such my future fate?The morn was dreary, must the eveBe also desolate?"
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