Quotes Mind Over Matter Novels & Stories

I turned to look at him, exhaling rapidly before I talked. “I know he won't make that mistake of attacking first again. And if he plans to, we act on the famous quotes.” I said as I took a deep breath, wiping my face with my palm. “What famous quote are you talking about?” He asked as his eyes were opened widely, raising an eyebrow and looking rather curious. I smirked a little, tilting my head to face the direction of the crib of my baby. “Never interrupt your enemies when they are making a mistake,” I said slowly as if I were counting my words as they came out of my mouth. I adjusted on the bed, leaning forward a bit as I exhaled rapidly. Lucas took a deep breath as he licked his lips.

I suddenly asked, gaining the attention of the three of them. "Mmm... interesting question. Let me see..." Iñari stroked her chin in thought. "Ever heard of the quote... 'your mind is a powerful place'?" She asked me. I simply kept looking at her, waiting for an answer to my question. She chuckled. "Well it is indeed a powerful place...ugh...so much one can do." She continued, a dreamy look on her face. "...Especially in the mind of someone like you." Iñari smirked, making me frown. Someone like me?

I sounded like I was yelling, but Melinda wasn't really paying much attention, and so, she didn't hear me. I grabbed the plate of toast, collected a piece, and put it in my mouth. I took another bite, but this time I chewed slowly, savoring every last bite of the delicious honey toast. I wiped my lips with the paper napkin, and swallowed down my last bite. Instead of my normal cup of tea, I took out the bottle of orange juice, poured some into my cup and went for a refill, then took another sip. I was pretty proud of myself when I finished the whole thing. Sadly, my thoughts drifted off a bit and the events of the day played themselves out in my mind, revealing the challenges ahead for me, b

I sounded like I was yelling, but Melinda wasn't really paying much attention, and so, she didn't hear me. I grabbed the plate of toast, collected a piece, and put it in my mouth. I took another bite, but this time I chewed slowly, savoring every last bite of the delicious honey toast. I wiped my lips with the paper napkin, and swallowed down my last bite. Instead of my normal cup of tea, I took out the bottle of orange juice, poured some into my cup and went for a refill, then took another sip. I was pretty proud of myself when I finished the whole thing. Sadly, my thoughts drifted off a bit and the events of the day played themselves out in my mind, revealing the challenges ahead for me, b

"Nothing's working… " "Are you sure about that? Have you really gone through each and every possibility?" ".... I don—" "Conquer your fears, kid… " "...i've tried it…but…" "Try harder! " "..." "What if it doesn't work?" ". " ".." "..." The voice paused for a second as if trying to find the right words, "Remember this… Fear metals the chalice, Self doubt concots the blood poison. Mind is deeper than the ocean and yet… only Faith is human… "

I clenched my fist while looking at him. "I am not leaving this house without you, Maxe. You should know by now that we're a package. You go, we go and likewise. No one will be left behind." I said with great determination. As much as I want to smack his head for thinking morbidly, I know that it's not the right time to do that cause there's still someone waiting outside. "I suggest you put aside your morbidity and try to fucking think positively just this time." I can't help but to give him an attitude as I was too frustrated right now with what he said. I refuse to accept that. And I will never accept that. "No one asked you to act like a hero, Maze. So stop your fucking morbidity." 'Stupi

Ruby turned her head and shot me a provocative look, her eyes brimming with smug satisfaction. I stood at the edge of the crowd, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips. Just as I thought. A moment ago, I had cursed her in my mind, calling her an idiot, and she hadn’t reacted at all. However, the second I started thinking through specific skill data, she responded immediately. So her mind-reading skill wasn’t all-knowing. It seemed she could only pick up on the most focused, technical thoughts in my mind.

Maybe it could again. With shaky fingers, I reached for my phone, the glow of the screen harsh in the dim room. I searched for the scholar’s name, scrolling until I found another of his lectures. This one’s title stared back at me: "The Prison of Overthinking—and How to Break Free." I pressed play. His voice was calm, steady, like a hand reaching into the storm inside me. "Overthinking is a thief," he said. "It steals your peace, your joy, your present moment—all for a past you cannot change or a future you cannot control."

The sharp crack echoed in the dressing room. The powerful magic behind the slap sent her flying. Crash! Gene slammed heavily into the vanity sink, hair messy, blood leaking from her mouth. Before she could even crawl up, a cold light flashed in my eyes. Telekinesis activated. An invisible force slammed onto the back of her head, forcing her face hard into the sink basin. "Mmph! Let me go!" She thrashed wildly like a dying fish. I slowly pulled a silk handkerchief from my sleeve, elegantly wiping her foundation off my fingers.

All these, made the family’s gaze turn to Boston with questioning eyes. “As the madam said, when concentrating on minds, there can be a lot of damage down. All these were caused by you but you did not know as your focus was completely on my brain. During that time, you can fail to see what is happening around you and that’s why it is advisable to try getting into one's mind with your eyes open. You may never know when the enemy attacks if your eyes are shut,” he told them “Next you will learn how to delete memories.”