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“Plasticity, then, in the wide sense of the word, means the possession of a structure weak enough to yield to an influence, but strong enough not to yield all at once. Each relatively stable phase of equilibrium in such a structure is marked by what we may call a new set of habits.”

Quote by William James

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The Principles of Psychology

Written by William James, this comprehensive work delves into the nature of the mind, consciousness, and the workings of the human psyche. It is considered a cornerstone in the development of modern psychology and offers insights into the scientific study of human behavior. more

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William James
William James

William James, born on January 11, 1842, and died on August 26, 1910, was an influential American philosopher, psychologist, and writer. He is considered one of the founders of functionalism in psychology and has had a profound impact on the fields of psychology, philosophy, and religion. more

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