Like sand on the beach, the brain bears the footprints of the decisions we have made, the skills we have learned, the actions we have taken.

We look harder for flaws in a study when we don't agree with its conclusions.

The conscious act of thinking about one's thoughts in a different way changes the very brain circuits that do that thinking.

Arguing, after all, is less about seeking truth than about overcoming opposing views.

With modern parts atop old ones, the brain is like an iPod built around an eight-track cassette player.

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The mind, of course, is just what the brain does for a living.

The mind can store an estimated ioo trillion bits of information compared with which a computer's mere billions are virtually amnesiac.

The mind's cross indexing puts the best librarian to shame.

The mind can store an estimated ioo trillion bits of information-compared with which a computer's mere billions are virtually amnesiac.

The mind's cross-indexing puts the best librarian to shame.

Dig deep for you to discover the misery of success – success has miseries that are hidden in failure and those miseries cannot befriend those who sit at the comfort zone.

As an applicant, you need to show recruiters that you have the skills, experience and knowledge that they need, and provide the evidence of this in a tailored application.

There's comfort in a life lived in circles and its careful, sloping lines.

The edge in modern painting is charged with neurosis; it meets a world that no longer confirms it but which is hostile or at best indifferent.

Even if you feel fear, you still have to go ahead and do what you believe in.

The country has become much more conservative, partly because it's been taken over by the religious right.

I'm an actor who loves to get physical so any role that allows me to access that is glorious.​

I'm not a role model or the poster child for how to do anything.

I have thought that men and women should never come together except in bed. There is the only place where their natural hatred of each other is not so apparent.

One forgets that one is one. I must try to remember this.