Minds differ still more than faces.
No two persons have the same mind or the same body.
I'm grateful for my own head and for all the weird things in it.
Each man's mind has some peculiarity, as well as his face, that distinguishes him from all others…
Every one of them is different. In fact, brains are like faces in that no two are ever alike.
The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter... or at least, most minds are.
Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to continually be part of unanimity.
It's not a secret that I'm, like, 12 different people rolled into one. Like a lot of people are.
All of us are mad. If it weren't for the fact every one of us is slightly abnormal, there wouldn't be any point in giving each person a separate name.
Every mind is different; and the more it is unfolded, the more pronounced is that difference.
Our vanities differ as our noses do: all conceit is not the same conceit, but varies in correspondence with the minutiae of mental make in which one of us differs from another.
Our minds are as different as our faces. We are all traveling to one destination: happiness, but few are going by the same road.
I feel that everyone has a right to be insane.
The only difference between me and my critics is that I don't lie to the world about who I am. People are complicated and often seemingly hypocritical. Embrace the diversity of your mind.
Every man carries a menagerie in himself; and, by stirring him up all around, you will find every sort of animal represented there.
I've just always sort of been mesmerized by our minds and how people think and how people react differently.
We all have these shades in our nature: it's a spectrum within all of us.
The monstrous sameness and pervasive ugliness so highly characteristic of the findings of modern psychology, and contrasting so obviously with the enormous variety and richness of overt human conduct, witness to the radical difference between the inside and the outside of the human body.
We're going to have the same demographic spread of nutcases and the same spread of everybody in between.
We cannot by a little verbal sophistry confound the qualities of different minds, nor force opposite excellences into a union by all the intolerance in the world. If we have a taste for some one precise style or manner, we may keep it to ourselves and let others have theirs. If we are more catholic in our notions, and want variety of excellence and beauty, it is spread abroad for us to profusion in the variety of books and in the several growth of men's minds, fettered by no capricious or arbitrary rules.
