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“Imagine, for example, birds. When they look out at the world, they have a sense that they are alive. If they are in pain, they can do something about it. If they have hunger or thirst, they can satisfy that. It's this basic feeling that there is life ticking away inside of you.”

Quote by Antonio Damasio

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Antonio Damasio

Antonio Damasio is a renowned neuroscientist and cognitive scientist, born on February 25, 1944. He has made significant contributions to the study of the relationship between emotion, consciousness, and brain function. more

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