74 Metaphors for brains

The first, that my brain is a kind of book, that contains a number almost infinite of images, and characters ranged in an order I did not contrive, and of which chance could not be the author.

The reeling brain of a drunkard is not a safe foundation on which to build up a new home.

We would rather minds should foresee less and see more surely, that death should ensue by gentler gradation, and the brain be the governor and interpreter, rather than the destroyer, of the animal life.

He speaks of those sages as men whose brain is a glass table, incapable of receiving the electric spark, and who will not believe, because, in their mental isolation, they are incapable of feeling these facts.

It really is driving me crazy; I feel that I'm wasting away; My brain is becoming more hazy, My appetite less every day.

It seems to me that brains are a great nuisance to one who has no need of them.

Poet, you feign perdie, the wit of this man lies in his fingers ends, he must tell all; his tongue fills his mouth like a neats tongue, and only serves to lick his hungrie chaps after a purchase: his brains and brimstone are the devils diet to a fat usurers head: To her Knight, to her: clap her aboard, and stow her.

The brain is just the weight of God, For, lift them, pound for pound, And they will differ, if they do, As syllable from sound. XLIV.

For the brain to be a mere laborer in the service of the belly, is indeed the common lot of almost all those who do not live on the work of their hands; and they are far from being discontented with their lot.

His brains were fairly good, but brains of that quality were a drug in the market.

His brain, too, was his accuser.

" Her brain was becoming a mere receptacle for dates and definitions, vocabularies and rules syntactic, for thrice-boiled essence of history, ragged scraps of science, quotations at fifth hand, and all the heterogeneous rubbish of a "crammer's" shop.

All the brains God has are your brains and mine.

"Truly, the human brain is a very delicate instrument, and one that is easily thrown out of gear.

That involves the blasting of the last current superstition of the traditional psychology, the dogma that the brain is the exclusive seat of mind.

Of this system, thus considered, the brain is the heart.

From long non-intimacy with any human creature, the old legislator had forgotten that human life is one long succession of doing the things one is not going to do; he had forgotten, if he ever knew, that the human brain is primarily not a master, but a servant; its function is not to direct, but to devise schemes and apologies to gratify impulses.

The brain is the largest and most complex mass of nerve tissue in the body, made up of an enormous collection of gray cells and nerve fibers.

Surely my brain was sickmy punishment for having thought too hard.

George's pockets and 's brains are two things in nature which do not abhor a vacuum....

Albeit yt my brains are nil, I'm gallante as can be; I'lle be to you whate'er you wille, If you'lle be more to me.

" Then he was apprenticed to the millions: "All this detail makes me feel as if my brains were a tangled spool of thread.

I believe a brain becomes a mind only when an immortality exterior to ourselves animates it.

It would seem as if his marvellous brain were the bundle of mystic scrolls on which it is written, and within which its terms are hid,and as if his imperishable soul were the great seal, bearing the Divine image and superscription, which attests its Almighty original.

His brain was whirling, his heart bounding like mad.

74 Metaphors for  brains