What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call ‘thought’.
The more I get to do this character, the more I realize that she’s not just annoying. It’s that her strength is not interacting with people socially. She just doesn’t have time because she has so much going on in her brain.
I’ve always been fascinated by dreams – they seem like such intriguing evidence of the brain’s obsession with narrative as a form of sense-making. But because dreaming is an unconscious process, we have little control over the stories we tell, so they can be fraught with anxiety, vulnerability, and exposure.
Obviously, our children, who have been playing with their computers since the age of five or six, don’t have quite the same brain as those who were brought up on wooden or metal toys, whose brains are certainly atrophied by comparison.
There’s some things that you learn as you’re shooting, and as you’re editing that are key, because when you start you don’t have the brain that can finish it. You don’t really know what it is, and that’s the key job; figuring out what you actually have, not what you’re dreaming of having.
Feminism began to dawn on my brain belatedly in life.
You have to train your brain to be positive just like you work out your body.
Fifty million Americans have dementia and other brain illnesses. To gather together the minds that exist and see how we can tackle these ailments together, that is the work that is in front of us: to have a map of the human brain, an understanding of the roadways, and an understanding of the traffic on the roadways.
If people would know how little brain is ruling the world, they would die of fear.
The brain is like a muscle. When it is in use we feel very good. Understanding is joyous.
The amygdala is like a point guard in the emotional part of your middle brain. When it is overwhelmed, it hijacks you away from being able to access your upper rational brain and think and assess what to do. It essentially disables your ability to think.
Success is not something I’ve wrapped my brain around. If people go to those movies, then yes, that’s true, big-time success. If not, it’s much ado about nothing.
Exercise helps me with stress. It changes your brain chemistry. I turn to Ashtanga yoga when I feel the need to relax. I love it, but it’s not right for everybody. It’s taught to you a little bit at a time, according to your body type and your strength. That keeps things challenging.
I’m married, which means that instead of occasionally wondering about men from afar, I actually live with one and can be constantly astounded by the strange male brain.
Even on your hiatus, you feel like you need to keep the character in the back of your brain.
Use your brain, not your endurance.
There’s something messed up with my brain.
The nuclear generator of brain sludge is television.
When I hit a block, regardless of what I am writing, what the subject matter is, or what’s going on in the plot, I go back and I read Pablo Neruda’s poetry. I don’t actually speak Spanish, so I read it translation. But I always go back to Neruda. I don’t know why, but it calms me, calms my brain.
My scratching I don’t really think communicates to intelligent life forms. Anyone with more than one brain cell would think Kid Koala music is completely retarded.
The reason I’m drawn to it is – both the off road racing and the motorcycles on the track – it takes a lot for me to quiet my brain and anything that requires 100% of my attention and focus I find very soothing and that is the closest I get to being content.
In 2009, I fractured my skull in a freak accident at an L.A. restaurant. I suffered a seizure and was rushed into hospital. I was so out of it that I refused to let them scan my brain. My dad rushed to my bedside and talked me into having the CAT scan – he told me that I might die if I didn’t go through with it.
Every time I started going in the direction of thinking how it might turn out, I started to just turn my brain around and not go there, because I think the surest way to guarantee that you won’t win is to assume that you will.
My mom had this romantic notion of her children playing classical music. The idea is you learn it when you’re still learning language. It’s using the same part of the brain.
I don’t want technology to take me so far that I don’t have to use my brain anymore. It’s like GPS taking over and losing your internal compass. It’s always got to be tactile, still organic.
Marty was an extraordinary person. Of all the boys I had dated, he was the only one who really cared that I had a brain. And he was always – well, making me feel that I was better than I thought I was.
An illustration I use to get people to understand it is this: I’ll ask major corporate audiences: Why don’t you just take all your traditional beliefs about organizations, and apply them to the neurons in your brain?
If God is real, and he did give a piece of Himself to us, it is our brain.
I have nine compartments in my brain, and four of them don’t stop.
All the time that I’m acting with an animated character, I’m looking at a tennis ball or sticky tape or an eyeline or a man in a green suit. There’s no real environment, just this electric green that’s blaring into your brain.
When I wake up, I’ll go through emails on my iPhone – the junk email. At that point, my brain isn’t usually awake enough to handle anything more than that.
It must be born in mind that one does not see directly – as is the case in the exploration of the surface of the brain – where the electrodes are attacking.
It is certainly safe, in view of the movement to the right of intellectuals and political thinkers, to pronounce the brain death of socialism.
Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking.
A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead.
My little circle of friends know how twisted my brain is. I’m constantly reading and people always think, ‘Ah, we didn’t know that about you’, but that’s part of my charm.
The social brain is in its natural habitat when we’re talking with someone face-to-face in real time.
The U.S. has spent billions of dollars on educating and supporting teachers or developing curricula but no resources are applied to ‘improving the brain’ that a student brings to the classroom.
Nothing is easy in cricket. Maybe when you watch it on TV, it looks easy. But it is not. You have to use your brain and time the ball.
I don’t want my body to be a distraction from my talent or my brain.
We are not humans because we’ve invented a different type of brain cell, a different type of brain chemical. We are the same basic building blocks as even a fruit fly.
Working out the social politics of who you can trust and why is, quite literally, what a very large part of our brain has evolved to do.
Try not thinking of peeling an orange. Try not imagining the juice running down your fingers, the soft inner part of the peel. The smell. Try and you can’t. The brain doesn’t process negatives.
Everything we do, every thought we’ve ever had, is produced by the human brain. But exactly how it operates remains one of the biggest unsolved mysteries, and it seems the more we probe its secrets, the more surprises we find.
Sound in a space affects us profoundly. It changes our heart rate, breathing, hormone secretion, brain waves. It affects our emotions and our cognition.
Your work isn’t just to learn and say the lines. Your work is to figure out what the chatter in your brain is, that’s going on under the lines. It doesn’t matter whether you’re speaking or not speaking because your mind is working the way your character’s mind would work.
Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s, brain and spinal cord disorders, diabetes, cancer, at least 58 diseases could potentially be cured through stem cell research, diseases that touch every family in America and in the world.
That’s when we decided to stop in ’66. Everyone thought we toured for years, you know, but we didn’t. I joined in ’62, and we’d finished touring in ’66 to go into the studio where we could hear each other… and create any fantasy that came out of anybody’s brain.
I have a good brain on me, but I’ve never really used it when it came to making decisions about love, which has been a blessing and a curse.
Antidepressants are very good, but it’s a clinical cosh, really. Sometimes you have to be knocked out, just to stop; when you’re in that state all you want to do is just sleep, and rest your body and your brain.
With a theatre audience there’s always the additional sense of a sustained challenge of which I’m acutely aware and for which you need to have the tools ready – your voice, physicality, brain.
When I was a kid, my mother used to feed me mashed-potato sandwiches, brussel sprout sandwiches; my brain cells were starving from lack of food. I’ll eat anything. I’ll eat dirt.
Brains don’t really smell, but what’s amazing about the brain is that it’s almost like scrambled eggs or soft tofu, almost like a gel. The brain controls so much of what we do, but you could put your finger right through it.
That’s an amazing feeling, to walk onstage, and you’re not thinking about anything, you’re not thinking about your lines or what you’re supposed to do – your body, your brain knows, so there’s freedom. There’s not fear, there’s not nerves.
