Writing about an idea frees me of it. Thinking about it is a circle of repetitions. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
The banker rubs his nose, thinking of his cat stalking something on the lawn. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
At the dinner table, if you can't think of anything to say, sit quietly. Don't throw rolls, or chew on your napkin. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Think of the many different relations of form and content. E.g., the many pairs of trousers and what's in them. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
A small boy puts his hand on the wall, and looks down intently as he wriggles his toes. The birth of thought? — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Travelling carries me to the surface, away from the deeps of home-thoughts. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Against classical philosophy: thinking about eternity or the immensity of the universe does not lessen my unhappiness. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Never invite to dinner: those who won't decide until the last minute; those who come more than half an hour late; those… — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
I feel that I have something significant to say, but I cannot think what it is. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Thinking about the universe has now been handed over to specialists. The rest of us merely read about it. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
You are as happy as you think you are, but not necessarily as miserable as you imagine. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
There are different rules for reading, for thinking, and for talking. Writing blends all three of them. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
No matter how close thought sticks to the actual, it follows its own rules. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Our most important decisions are made while we are thinking about something else. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Even the most abject have a sense of superiority based on powerful though undefined merits. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived. — Mason Cooley Copy Share Image