A Quote by Francois Fenelon
Violent excitement exhausts the mind and leaves it withered and sterile.
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Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves!
Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if possible! Those from which the sap has withdrawn. But, good Lord, what beautiful colors!
The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this.
And one's wandering proved as sterile and pointless as the excitement produced by a close study of pornographic albums.
The great sins and fires break out of me like the terrible leaves from the bough in the violent spring. I am a walking fire, I am all leaves.
The most affluent may be stripped of all, and find his worldly comforts, like so many withered leaves, dropping from him.
Learning never exhausts the mind.
Poor Fred - he's actually working on a typo, and somebody ought to tell him. Twice in the New Testament Jesus withered fig trees, Isaiah withered a fig tree, and there's another place in the Old Testament - I think it-s in Psalms - where a fig tree was withered. God hates figs, not fags!
Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow on another like the withered leaves of Autumn.
Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.
Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn-that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness-that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.
He has the lucidity which is the by-product of a fundamentally sterile mind.
Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow one another like the withered leaves of Autumn; but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons and a possession for all eternity.
A sword in hand is a sure sign of a violent mind; but one does not become non-violent merely by throwing the sword away.
Think excitement, talk excitement, act out excitement, and you are bound to become an excited person.
My painting is not violent, it's life that is violent. Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves, the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life. We are born with a scream; we come into life with a scream and maybe love is a mosquito net between the fear of living and the fear of death.
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