A Quote by Dan Quayle

What a terrible thing it is to lose one's mind. — © Dan Quayle
What a terrible thing it is to lose one's mind.
That's the terrible thing about growing up. You lose friends. It's inevitable. It's not like it's a surprise. But it is terrible.
It is a terrible thing, this kindess that human beings do not lose. Terrible, because when we are finally naked in the dark and cold, it is all we have. We who are so rich, so full of strength, we end up with that small change. We have nothing else to give.
What a terrible thing to have lost one's mind. Or not to have a mind at all. How true that is.
The most difficult thing for spiritual seekers to do is to stop struggling, striving, seeking, and searching. Why? Because in the absence of struggle you don't know who you are; you lose your boundaries, you lose your separateness, you lose your specialness, you lose the dream you have lived all your life. Eventually you lose everything that your mind has created and awaken to who you truly are: the fullness of freedom, unbound by any identifications, identities, or boundaries.
If you only vote with your back pocket in mind or your own best interest in mind, I believe, it is my belief that's a terrible, terrible way of thinking.
The waist is a terrible thing to mind.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
I was not a particularly brave child, I think, because I had a narrative mind, because my mind automatically went to any terrible thing that could happen.
It's terrible to lose somebody, but it's also true that some people never have anybody to lose, and I think that's got to be so much worse.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste was the slogan, but now it's 95 and it's don't forget the Trojan.
Her mind was all disorder. The past, present, future, every thing was terrible.
Self-confidence is a terrible, terrible thing; it's also the most attractive thing.
A mind is a terrible thing. All this evolution nonsense is making me feel like a complete APE!
With any kind of artistic thing, it's a muscle, like any athlete, and the moment you're not doing it, you lose all confidence. That's why I'm terrible with down time.
I couldn't stop bawling, watching the towers come down. it was a terrible thing to happen. And a terrible thing to realize that I don't sit though the nigh crying when such horrors happen all the time.
I am not strictly speaking mad, for my mind is absolutely normal in the intervals, and even more so than before. But during the attacks it is terrible - and then I lose consciousness of everything. But that spurs me on to work and to seriousness, as a miner who is always in danger makes haste in what he does.
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