Noise is the most impertinent of all forms of interruption. It is not only an interruption, but also a disruption of thought.
The thought: A logical inquiry
The authority of depression is horrifying. I felt like my brain was busted and that I could never feel good again. I really thought that I was never gonna heal.
But, I know enough people in that court, through the years, to know one thing: There's always somebody who surprises you, who rises above what they thought they appointed him for, and stays with the separation of powers, and with the right of the law to decide.
Had I truly thought I would not die when he kissed me? But I did. For a moment the breath and life went out of me and there was no time and no tomorrow but only my lips against his.
He's the leader on this team, I know when Baltimore let us have him, they thought they were giving us a problem. I'll take problems like that anytime.
Unto the man of yearning thought And aspiration, to do nought Is in itself almost an act.
I often thought my gravestone would say, 'Here lies Gandalf. He came out,'
I never kept up with the fashions. I believed in wearing what I thought looked good on me.
He was no dragon, Dany thought, curiously calm. Fire cannot kill a dragon
I thought maybe he was seeing another tree. - Juniper
When anybody laughs, he has no mind, no thought, no problem, no suffering.
Never allow the thought, 'I am of no use where I am. ' You are certainly of no use where you're not.
I don't think I gave a good enough performance to be nominated for it. I thought I gave a fine performance, but those things are supposed to be about giving an extraordinary performance.
Love can make you do things that you never thought possible
I never thought heroin was very chic.
It all goes back and back," Tyrion thought, "to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them. We are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us, and one day our own children will take up our strings and dance in our steads.
I could scarcely reconcile myself at first to this strange way of preaching in the fields, of which Whitfield set me an example on Sunday; having been all my life (till very lately) so tenacious of every point relating to decency and order, that I should have thought the saving of souls almost a sin, if it had not been done in a church.
That's the Ankh-Morpork instinct, Vimes thought. Run away, and then stop and see if anything interesting is going to happen to other people.
Harriet never minded admitting she didn't know something. So what, she thought, I could always learn.