A self that is very robust, that has many, many levels of organization, from simple to complex, and that functions as a sort of witness to what is going on in our organisms.

We are not thinking machines that feel; rather, we are feeling machines that think.

More may have been learned about the brain and the mind in the 1990s - the so-called decade of the brain - than during the entire previous history of psychology and neuroscience.

A conscious mind is a mind with a self in it.

There is no such thing as a disembodied mind. The mind is implanted in the brain, and the brain is implanted in the body.

I continue to be fascinated by the fact that feelings are not just the shady side of reason but that they help us to reach decisions as well.

Emotions are enmeshed in the neural networks of reason.

The self is a perpetually recreated neurobiological state.

Consciousness begins when brains acquire the power, the simple power I must add, of telling a story.

The problem that we, as living organisms, face - and not we only, humans, but any living organism faces - is the management of life.

Rather than being a luxury, emotions are a very intelligent way of driving an organism toward certain outcomes.

The sun loves the moon so much that he dies every night to let her breathe, and in return, she reflects his love.

The most beautiful part is the traveling, and getting to know different cultures and different types of people and to perform in very, very important venues in each country.

Reading is a mere makeshift for original thinking.

Lying under this spell you cast on me Each moment The more I love you.

It is not enough to take this weapon out of the hands of soldiers. It must be put into the hands of those who will know how to strip its military casing and adapt it to the arts of peace.

I do not feel an exile from America in any sense.

I'm a nerd; I enjoy educating myself and learning things.

'Pulp Fiction' blew my mind; beforehand, I'd watch films and there was a beginning, middle and an end, and that's it. There is in that film, too, but it's out of sequence.

War is a damnable, filthy thing and has destroyed civilization after civilization

The Author is subtly unflinching in its satirical attack on certain practices in the creation of art and the mediation of violence.