from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- n. The act or practice of one that thinks; thought.
- n. A way of reasoning; judgment: To my thinking, this is not a good idea.
- adj. Characterized by thought or thoughtfulness; rational: We are thinking animals.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- n. Gerund of think.
- v. Present participle of think.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- adj. Having the faculty of thought; cogitative; capable of a regular train of ideas.
- n. The act of thinking; mode of thinking; imagination; cogitation; judgment.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. The mental operation performed by one who thinks.
- n. The faculty of thought; the mind.
- n. That which is thought; a thought, idea, belief, opinion, notion, or the like.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. the process of using your mind to consider something carefully
- adj. endowed with the capacity to reason
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I remember thinking that his debate performance was fine, his "problem" was that he was * thinking* before responding to a question, which gives off the appearance of being clumsy with words.
Thus, if Simmias is thinking about Socrates, a quality of Simmias corresponds to both the concepts ˜thinking of™ and ˜thought about™.
It would be thinking if we personify it a little, since it wouldn't exactly be *thinking*, I guess, OH MY GOD!
Is there a problem with my thinking or is *my thinking* itself a problem.
_Themistocles used to walk at night because (as he said) he couldn't sleep_.a. Verbs of _thinking_ and _saying_ often stand in the Subjunctive in causal clauses as though the act of thinking or saying, and not the contents of the thought or language, constituted the reason.
_I am thinking_ (this is said in a whisper, and in confidence -- of two kinds), _I am thinking that you don't admire him quite as much as you did three weeks ago_.
Escape was impossible; so, heavy and sad, I paced the seven miles, which separated Covey's house from St. Michael's -- thinking much by the solitary way -- averse to my condition; but _thinking_ was all I could do.
* thinking thinking thinking* Crap, it just won't come to me.
I hope you are all doing well – I’m thinking about opening my diary for guest entries for a while – just thinking how would you feel about that?
It’s like everyone is an intellectual, thinking and thinking and constantly thinking