The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.
Insomnia’s different,” I said. It was hard to explain this to people. “You know the light that comes on when you open the refrigerator door? Just imagine it stays on all the time, even after you close the door. That’s what it’s like in my head. The light stays on.
On each race is laid the duty to keep alight its own lamp of mind as its part in the illumination of the world. To break the lamp of any people into deprive it of its rightful place in the world festival.
Even under the best forms [of government], those entrusted with power have, in time, and by slow operations, perverted it into tyranny ... the most effectual means of preventing this would be to illuminate ... the minds of the people at large.
An idea is a light turned on in a man's soul. Comic-strip artists are in the habit of representing it by means of a light bulb flashing on, above the head of a character who has suddenly grasped an idea. In simple, primitive terms, this is an appropriate symbol.
Language is the light of the mind
If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.
Labor is life; thought is light.
The understanding of some men is clear, that of others brilliant. The former illumines its surroundings; the latter obscures them.
The BIBLE redirects my will, cleanses my emotions, enlightens my mind, and quickens my total being
Man's mind is not a container to be filled but rather a fire to be kindled.
My darkness has been filled with the light of intelligence, and behold, the outer day-lit world was stumbling and groping in social blindness.
to know how to read is to light a lamp in the mind, to release the soul from prison, to open a gate to the universe." from Pavilion of Women page 292
The mind once enlightened cannot again become dark.
As soon as a true thought has entered our mind, it gives a light which makes us see a crowd of other objects which we have never perceived before.
We sometimes have a flash of understanding that amounts to the insight of genius, and yet it slowly withers, even in our hands - like a flower. The form remains, but the colours and the fragrance are gone.
As adults, when we attend to something in the world we are vividly conscious of that particular thing, and we shut out the surrounding world. The classic metaphor is that attention is like a spotlight, illuminating one part of the world and leaving the rest in darkness.
Reason is like an open secret that can become known to anyone at any time; it is the quiet space into which everyone can enter through his own thought.
I like going from one lighted room to another, such is my brain to me; lighted rooms.
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary. The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.
Your intelligence is a fire that can illuminate any darkness. Awaken and let your mind burn so brightly! You are alive for a reason!
I borrowed his brightness and used it to see my way, and then gradually, from the habit of looking at the world as he illuminated it, the light in my own mind rekindled.
What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to the soul.
The sun of the mind, and the life of the heart is Wisdom. She is pure and full of light, crowning grey hairs with lustre, And kindling the eye of youth with a fire not its own.
An idea so luminous flashed across her brain that she almost thought the room had leaped into light.
