The mind is like a richly woven tapestry in which the colors are distilled from the experiences of the senses, and the design drawn from the convolutions of the intellect.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I want to know how the mind works.
The mind of the painter must resemble a mirror, which always takes the colour of the object it reflects and is completely occupied by the images of as many objects as are in front of it.
Like water which can clearly mirror the sky and the trees only so long as its surface is undisturbed, the mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it is tranquil and wholly relaxed.
What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes.
The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love colour the most.
The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.
Much has been written about the life of the mind.
Color is just in a small area of our vision, and the rest we add with the mind.
One gets to the heart of the matter by a series of experiences in the same pattern, but in different colors.
The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master.