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“How can a three-pound mass of jelly that you can hold in your palm imagine angels, contemplate the meaning of infinity, and even question its own place in the cosmos? Especially awe inspiring is the fact that any single brain, including yours, is made up of atoms that were forged in the hearts of countless, far-flung stars billions of years ago. These particles drifted for eons and light-years until gravity and change brought them together here, now. These atoms now form a conglomerate- your brain- that can not only ponder the very stars that gave it birth but can also think about its own ability to think and wonder about its own ability to wonder. With the arrival of humans, it has been said, the universe has suddenly become conscious of itself. This, truly, it the greatest mystery of all.”

ScienceConsciousnessNeuroscience
Book:The Tell-Tale Brain: A Neuroscientist's Quest for What Makes Us Human
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“- Galahad - mi diceva - è innamorato della perfezione ed è troppo schizzinoso per amare una donna in carne e ossa. Ama le donne come concetto, ma non sopporta la loro realtà, le malattie, il dolore, il sangue. - Be', non ha mai provato fastidio per cose del genere, in battaglia - commentai io. - Certo - replicò Ceinwyn - ma in battaglia, coperti di sangue o ferite, ci sono solo uomini e Galahad non ha difficoltà ad ammetterne i difetti. Non ha mai idealizzato gli uomini: solo le donne.”

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Book:Il tradimento
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“I’m mesmerized by lipstick prints on coffee cups. By the lines of lips against white pottery. By the color chosen by the woman who sat and sipped and lived life. By the mark she leaves behind. Some people read tea leaves, and others can tell your future through the lines on your palm. I think I’d like to read lipstick marks on coffee mugs. To learn how to differentiate yearning from satiation. To know the curve of deep-rooted joy or the line of bottomless grief. To be able to say this deep blue-red you chose and how firmly you planted your lips, speaks of love on the horizon. But, darling, you must be sure to stand in your own truth. That barely-there nude that circles the entire rim? You are exploding into lightness and possibilities beyond what you currently know. The way the gloss only shows when the light hits it, and the coffee has sloshed all over the saucer? People need to take the time to see you whole but my god, you’re glorious and messy and wonderful and free. The deep purple bruise was almost etched in a single spot, and most of the cup left unconsumed. Oh, love. Let me hold the depth of your ache. It is true. He’s not coming back. I know you already know this, but do you also know this is not the end? Love. This is not the end. I imagine that I can know entire stories by these marks on discarded mugs. I imagine that I know something intimate and true about the woman who left them. I imagine that I could take those mugs home one day, and an entire novel worth of characters would pour out, just like that.”

LipstickEmotional ExpressionUnspoken EmotionsCoffee CupsInvisible StoriesPersonal Imprints And MeaningReading Emotions Through SignsSigns Of Love And LossStories In Small DetailsSymbolism Of Everyday Objects
Author:Jeanette LeBlanc
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