Nothing mattered except states of mind, chiefly our own.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
What we really are matters more than what other people think of us.
Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all.
I cannot escape the objection that there is no state of mind, however simple, that does not change every moment.
Every reiteration of the idea that nothing matters debases the human spirit.
Distinction is the consequence, never the object of a great mind.
The mind, whatever else it is, is a constant of everyone's experience, and, in more ways than we know, the creator of the reality that we live within... Nothing is more essential to us.
I've never tried to define my states of mind when I write.
From the smallest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and everything we have comes from one attribute of man - the function of his reasoning mind.
I had this notion of what I called a democratic way of looking around, that nothing was more important or less important.
It is not much matter which we say, but mind, we must all say the same.