Date: 1972
"Is this passing madness / standing neck deep / in mudflats / tidetables / pasted / to the brain?"
preview | full record— Plumb, David
Date: 1978, 1979
"The mind is like the untrained elephant. When it is bound with the cord of mindfulness to the firm post of the previously discussed meditative object, [even] if it is unwilling to remain there, it is gradually brought under control, goaded by the hook of awareness."
preview | full record— Wayman, Alex
Date: June 16, 1978
"The human head is bigger than the globe."
preview | full record— Grass, Günther (b. 1927)
Date: December 18, 1979
"The mind is like a parachute. It must be opened in order to work."
preview | full record— Endicott, William
Date: 1979
" But they can be sent along the usual channels […] until at some critical point, a "mental faucet" is closed, preventing them from actually being carried out."
preview | full record— Hofstadter, Douglas (b. 1945)
Date: 1981
"If one must use metaphorical language, then let the metaphor be this: the mind and the world jointly make up the mind and the world. (Or, to make the metaphor even more Hegelian, the Universe makes up the Universe--with minds--collectively--playing a special role in the making up.)"
preview | full record— Putnam, Hilary (b. 1926)
Date: 1984
"His brain was deep-fried. No, he decided, it had been thrown into hot fat and left there, and the fat had cooled, a thick dull grease congealing on wrinkled lobes, shot through with greenish-purple flashes of pain."
preview | full record— Gibson, William (b. 1948)
Date: 1984
"He still had his anger. That was like being rolled in some alley and waking to discover your wallet still in your pocket, untouched."
preview | full record— Gibson, William (b. 1948)
Date: 1984
"That whole private mythology, in which I believe totally, is a collaboration between one's conscious mind and those obsessions that, one by one, present themselves as stepping-stones."
preview | full record— Ballard, J. G. (1930-2009)
Date: 1984
"I suppose people--certainly imaginative writers--who consciously exploit their own obsessions do so in part because those obsessions lie like stepping-stones in front of them, and their feet are drawn towards them."
preview | full record— Ballard, J. G. (1930-2009)