I don't know if I can relax. Relax, I can't do. My brain, on idle, is a bad thing. I just get weird. I mean, not weird. I get, I get antsy.
The surest way to become Tense, Awkward, and Confused is to develop a mind that tries too hard - one that thinks too much.
I know that in my own mind, I struggle with a desire to be both entirely absent and entirely present in any given moment.
Let me say to begin with: It is not neurotic to have conflict ... Conflicts within ourselves are an integral part of human life.
A dynamic struggle goes on within a person between what he or she consciously thinks on the one hand and, on the other, some insight, some perspective that is struggling to be born.
For the price of intelligence as we now know it is chronic anxiety, anxiety which appears to increase—oddly enough—to the very degree that human life is subjected to intelligent organization.
Americans are so tense and keyed up that it is impossible even to put them to sleep with a sermon.
If things happen all the time you are never nervous. It is when they are not happening that you are nervous.
We exhaust ourselves more from the tension and the consequences of internal disharmony than from hard, unremitting work.
I think people have a hard time dealing with a bunch of things at once. They can't have something be disturbing and funny at the same time. They can't have that kind of combination. Which is weird to me because I feel complicated about most things.
And when you try too hard, it doesn't work. Try grabbing something quickly and precisely with a tensed-up arm; then relax and try it again. Try doing something with a tense mind. The surest way to become Tense, Awkward, and Confused is to develop a mind that tries too hard-one that thinks too much.
I think I'll stick with psychological thrillers.
We are, all of us, growing volcanoes that approach the hour of their eruption, but how near or distant that is, nobody knows- not even God.
If you think negatively, it's hard to get out of tense moments.
for some reason Gale and Peeta do not coexist well in my thoughts.
I'm completely neurotic, totally anxious and high-strung all the time.
A person who suffers from severe locomotor anxiety finds himself in an almost permanent state of mental tension. He wakes in the morning with the anxious expectation of having to go out somewhere in the course of the day.
The poor ego has a still harder time of it; it has to serve three harsh masters, and it has to do its best to reconcile the claims and demands of all three...The three tyrants are the external world, the superego, and the id.
One of my missions is to get people to go, "Oh, she's really nice and I really like her, but what were the words she just said?!" I want your instincts to be at odds with your mind.
Agitation is the atmosphere of the brains.
Sometimes I think the difference between what we want and what we're afraid of is about the width of an eyelash.
With a sort of mental squint.
The pressure from within used to have an impact on my behaviour. If games had gone badly, I would take things home with me. I'd be snappy at my kids and felt constantly wound up.
Stress is a form of suffering.
I'm a very nervy kind of person, who finds it almost impossible to relax.
