As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins.
I never thought I'd make it in the NBA, so everything else is gravy.
No truly great person ever thought themselves so.
We thought we were running away from the grownups, and now we are the grownups.
When I was a kid, there were these great comic books called 'Tales From The Crypt' and 'The Vault of Horror.' They were gruesome. I discovered them in the barbershop and thought they were fabulous.
The first dress that I wore in the Spice Girls, which everybody thought was a little black Gucci dress, was actually from Miss Selfridge - it wasn't a little black Gucci dress.
I created 'The Guild' because nobody was offering me the roles I thought I could do best at in Hollywood.
If I thought of gymnastics as a job, it would put too much stress on me.
Our destiny changes with our thought; we shall become what we wish to become, do what we wish to do, when our habitual thought corresponds with our desire.
I was used to football supporters hammering me and I thought my name was Graham Potter-Boo at one point.
Ceausescu thought I had only a few medals, but I have a room full of them in Bucharest, between 150-200 in all. They needed suitcases to haul them out.
'Hee Haw' was a concept that nobody (including myself) thought would ever succeed.
I thought it would be easy. I thought it'd take me one year to be Salma Hayek.
Stardom is a crazy thought. If that's what my path is, then that's where I'm excited to be headed towards.
I would be heartbroken if I ever thought that people in the Jewish community thought that Britain was no longer a safe place for them.
I enjoy high-speed about-turns in thought.
I went through bits of the 60s and thought myself a bit of a hippy.
I've never really hired anybody that people thought I should hire.
It is a rare mind indeed that can render the hitherto non-existent blindingly obvious. The cry 'I could have thought of that' is a very popular and misleading one, for the fact is that they didn't, and a very significant and revealing fact it is too.
In contemplation and reverie, one thought introduces another perpetually; and it is by similarity, or the hooking of one upon the other, that the process of thinking is carried on.
