The bonds between ourselves and another person exists only in our minds. Memory as it grows fainter loosens them, and notwithstanding the illusion by which we want to be duped and which, out of love, friendship, politeness, deference, duty, we dupe other people, we exist alone. Man is the creature who cannot escape from himself, who knows other people only in himself, and when he asserts the contrary, he is lying.

None but ourselves can free our minds.

The only bond worth anything between human beings is their humanness.

Nothing binds you except your thoughts; nothing limits you except your fear; and nothing controls you except your beliefs.

Imagination... its limits are only those of the mind itself.

The mind knows only what lies near the heart.

In the end one experiences only oneself.

There’s a loneliness that only exists in one’s mind. The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is blink.

Nothing but you can lay hold of my mind, and that can lay hold of nothing but you.

limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.

Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.

It is our imagination that is responsible for love, not the other person.

Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.

Our minds are all we have. They are all we have ever had. And they are all we can offer others.