As Carl Jung put it, "In each of us there is another whom we do not know." As Pink Floyd sang, "There's someone in my head, but it's not me."

What we find is that our brains have colossal things happening in them all the time.

Every atom in your body is the same quark in different places at the same moment in time.

Instead of reality being passively recorded by the brain, it is actively constructed by it.

As an undergraduate I majored in British and American literature at Rice University.

The first lesson about trusting your senses is: don't. Just because you believe something to be true, just because you know it's true, that doesn't mean it is true.

It turns out your conscious mind - the part you think of as you - is really the smallest part of what’s happening in your brain, and usually the last one in line to find out any information.

There is a looming chasm between what your brain knows and what your mind is capable of accessing.

You are more likely to believe that a statement is true if you have heard it before - whether or not it is actually true.

Love was not specified in the design of your brain; it is merely an endearing algorithm that freeloads on the leftover processing cycles.

We don't really understand most of what's happening in the cosmos. Is there any afterlife? Who knows.

There is a tragic flaw in our precious constitution, and I don't know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.

A lie has no power, until you believe it.

Those who serve others have purpose. Those who serve themselves are lost.

Conversations consist for the most part of things one does not say.

I walk an 11-minute mile without huffing and puffing.

These things shall be! A loftier race Than e'er the world hath known shall rise, With flame of freedom in their souls, And light of knowledge in their eyes.

He who wishes to be rich in a day will be hanged in a year.

I don't think a woman [Hillary Clinton] who has revealed numerous classified information, doesn't know that the letter "C" means confidential.

Between children and parents there is a difficulty of seeing each other simply as people.

Every woman must admit, and every man with as much sense as a woman, that it's very hard to make a home for any man if he's always in it.