Bodily decay is gloomy in prospect, but of all human contemplations the most abhorrent is body without mind.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Positive emotion alienated from the exercise of character leads to emptiness, to inauthenticity, to depression, and, as we age, to the gnawing realization that we are fidgeting until we die.
A feeble body weakens the mind.
I think every human being has a level of melancholy in life and in general.
I've always been fascinated by the human body, but you can become quite morbid and paranoid if you think too much.
The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, loses its life, just as the body droops when debarred from the air and the cheering light from heaven.
The body has a mind of its own.
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
Existence itself does not feel horrible; it feels like an ecstasy, rather, which we have only to be still to experience.
There is no separation between mind and body... Self and other co-arise and fall away all the time.
I like thinking about the fragility of the human flesh and our bodies - our decay and eventual death.