Thinking’ is in almost all cases a euphemism for ‘self-storytelling’.

You do not think. You are thought … and therefore a thought.

Like ‘me’, ‘you’ is merely a particular activity of the mind, which is merely a particular process of the brain.

The quality of the mind is greatly shaped by that of the brain.

The great suffering caused by lack of freedom of thought is nothing compared to that caused by lack of freedom from thought.

We are alive the most when we are awake but our mind is not.

The mind is a drama queen that gets too embarrassed to continue acting up, after only a few seconds of getting our undivided attention.

The mind does not exist; it happens, and sometimes.

The mind exists intermittently.