Julian Jaynes Quotes

... writing letters is thinking, just as talking to you is thinking.

Thinking nurseth thinking.

Much has been written about the life of the mind.

I like the cerebral process.

Man does not speak because he thinks; he thinks because he speaks. Or rather, speaking is no different than thinking: to speak is to think.

An idea is always a generalization, and generalization is a property of thinking. To generalize means to think.

Thought means life, since those who do not think so do not live in any high or real sense. Thinking makes the man.

Sometimes, I believe I actually see the wheels in my brain turning.

Thinking isn't something you think about. It comes naturally. Thinking involves many things. It involves being an observer. It involves analyzing things, taking in what's around you in the world and finding how to make it inspire your work or turn it into a lesson to teach your children; it's paying attention to details. That's what thinking is: processing.

I began to realize that thinking itself is nothing but the process of asking and answering questions.

To meditate is to labour; to think is to act. Folded arms work, closed hands perform, a gaze fixed on heaven is a toil.

Thinking is movement confined to the brain

To meditate is to labour; to think is to act.

The emblem of a philosophy is not that it contains a set of specific thoughts , but that it generates a way of thinking.

No one knows more about the way you think than you do.

Strictly speaking, you don't think: Thinking happens to you.

Doing is very good, but that comes from thinking. Little manifestations of energy through the muscles are called work. But where there is no thought, there will be no work. Fill the brain, therefore, with high thoughts, highest ideals, place them day and night before you, and out of that will come great work.

Keep thinking. You can hear our brains rattling around inside us, like the littler Russian dolls.

You can't think of nothing.

I love watching him think," Maeve told Lily. "You can almost hear that poor little hamster running and running on its wheel.

For, as I think I have said, I can only meditate when I am walking. When I stop I cease to think; my mind only works with my legs.

Writing is thinking in slow motion.

If we could look through the skull into the brain of a consciously thinking person, and if the place of optimal excitability were luminous, then we should see playing over the cerebral surface, a bright spot with fantastic, waving borders constantly fluctuating in size and form, surrounded by a darkness more or less deep, covering the rest of the hemisphere.

To have ideas is to gather flowers; to think is to weave them into garlands.

The mind is constantly involved in thinking, in judging, in evaluating. Its whole function seems to be to keep you involved in thoughts, which are nothing but soap bubbles - or perhaps soap bubbles have more substance to them than your thoughts.