A Conditioned Mind

There is nothing like an unconditioned mind.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.

—Ovid

(Source: samsaranmusing)

I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.

—Jonathan Safran Foer 

(Source: severs, via alivetoyourself)