Quotes & Sayings About Jim Moriarty

Does the brain control you or are you controlling the brain? — Karl Pilkington

The idea that God is an oversized white male with a flowing beard, who sits in the sky and tallies the fall of every sparrow is ludicrous. But if by 'God,' one means the set of physical laws that govern the universe, then clearly there is such a God. This God is emotionally unsatisfying ... it does not make much sense to pray to the law of gravity. — Carl Sagan

I am not interested in the past. I am interested in the future, for that is where I expect to spend the rest of my life. — Charles Kettering

I make music for the whole world, not just one borough. — ASAP Ferg

But it's this one boy, hanging over a barre, sharing his history, who ended up here with me, in this moment, by pure fate. I wonder what it would be like to kiss him. — Jessica Calla

Whatever happens to a baby contributes to the emotional and perceptual map of the world that its developing brain creates. As my colleague Bruce Perry explains it, the brain is formed in a "use-dependent manner."5 This is another way of describing neuroplasticity, the relatively recent discovery that neurons that "fire together, wire together." When a circuit fires repeatedly, it can become a default setting - the response most likely to occur. If you feel safe and loved, your brain becomes specialized in exploration, play, and cooperation; if you are frightened and unwanted, it specializes in managing feelings of fear and abandonment. As infants and — Bessel A. Van Der Kolk

Her eyes like the ideal
geography book:
maps of pure nightmare.

"The Ghost of Edna Lieberman — Roberto Bolano

Impossible is not a fact, it's an opinion. — Laila Ali

I'm sorry about Finch. He was a good, screwed up kid who should have had more help." "I feel responsible. — Jennifer Niven

As a matter of fact she does not know to this day if those words were spoken, or if he only caught her, wound his arms around her, held her so tightly, with such continual, changing pressures that it seemed more than two arms were needed, that she was surrounded by him, his body strong and light, demanding and renouncing all at once, as if he was telling her she was wrong to give up on him, everything was possible, but then again that she was not wrong, he meant to stamp himself on her and go."
"Passion — Alice Munro