The product of a quiet mind is a well-ordered life. Sanity is quiet.
Sane is the man who does not think when there is no necessity for thought. Sanity has never been found at the top of the news order. Some say it’s rare as rubies.
Anger is not merely a troublesome emotion; it is the death of sanity.
Awake, aware, but not thinking. Surely this is not an achievement. We can decline to think. We can say, ‘No, I refuse to think.’ This is meditation. Or, in two words, simple sanity.
Mind possession conjures the possibility of being able to rotate one’s head 360 degrees. But, no, it’s more mundane than that. I am mind possessed if I think, ‘I want to stop thinking,’ but don’t know how or think it’s impossible.
Sanity: The ability not to think when there is no necessity for thought.