When I walked out of the gate I knew that if I continued to hate these people I was still in prison.
You cannot be a prisoner of your past against your will. Because you can only live in the past inside your mind.
Is there no way out of the mind?
You can not escape a prison if you do not know you're in one.
I am in my own mind. I am locked in the wrong house.
Build a cell inside your mind, from which you can never flee.
People can be in a prison of their own mind. [There are] people who don't have their hearts open to other people's ideas, and can't listen to other people's ideas without feeling like they're being slapped in the face. Those people are more in a prison.
God help us from those who believe that they are the sole possessors of truth. How we manage at times to agree willingly to become prisoners within our own minds and souls of beliefs and ideas on which we can never be flexible.
We are all prisoners of our thoughts.
This mind is a prison. It cannot find any freedom anywhere. It must die before freedom comes to you. But we have taken the mind as us, we are identified with it. This death of mind never happens to us, it never occurs to us.
We can't be trapped by fear. Lives lived within such walls are just slower deaths.
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
Once we are destined to live out our lives in the prison of our mind, our duty is to furnish it well.
There's a booming, rotating, never sleeping city in the center of my brain and no body can come in and I can't escape. I have a strange sense of pride that my brain works that way, but I'm also terrified of what would happen if I ever tried to think in another way.
Nobody wants to get locked up, although 'locked up' is a matter of perspective. There can be people who are out who are in prison mentally and emotionally and worse off than those who are behind bars.
Wrong believing puts people in a prison. Even though there are no physical shackles, wrong believing causes its inmates to behave as though they were incarcerated in a maximum-security penitentiary.
Your definition of who you are is your prison. You can set yourself free at any time.
Afraid is a country with no exit visas.
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
They have chosen cunning instead of belief. Their prison is only in their minds, yet they are in that prison; and so afraid of being taken in that they cannot be taken out.
We get lost in doing, thinking, remembering, anticipating - lost in a maze of complexity and a world of problems. Nature can show us the way home, the way out of the prison of our own minds.
Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.
I existed in a world that never is - the prison of the mind.
Most prisons are of our own making. A man makes his own freedom, too.
The man who has not the habit of reading is imprisoned in his immediate world.
