Date: 1998

"Vernon slumped with his tea while his mental odometer tallied the insults and humiliations."

— McEwan, Ian (b. 1948)

Date: 1999

"As the brain gets more complex in the womb, then, like a dimmer switch, consciousness gradually grows and burgeons until, of course, in adulthood it reaches its particular pinnacles or depths."

— Greenfield, Susan (b. 1950)

Date: 1999

"On its own this trigger, as we can see from the earlier definition, is not going to generate consciousness. Imagine a candyfloss machine with a stick in the centre that then gathers more and more candyfloss as time goes on. Think of the epicentre as the stick in the centre, the burgeoning candy...

— Greenfield, Susan (b. 1950)

Date: September 17, 2012

"This mind is regarded as a set of software modules that were written by natural selection and now constitute a universal human nature. We are, in short, all running apps from Fred Flintstone's not-very-smartphone."

— Gottlieb, Anthony

Date: December 9, 2015

"But it comes with a troubling idea of what literature is today: a salve for the distracted mind; a groove along which thoughts disordered by the bad habits of centripetal reading might fall back into line."

— Lupton, Christina

Date: May-June, 2017

"Memories continually change through repeated recollection, yet their tendency over time is to a reduction which mirrors that of photography--like a stack of snapshots repeatedly returned to. Such memories become archetypal crystallizations of identity--slides in the carousel of the mind."

— Stallabrass, Julian (b. March 16, 1960)

Date: May-June, 2017

"Describing the phenomena as 'flashbulb memories', Brown and Kulik found that episodic and source memory appeared tightly enmeshed, so that subjects vividly recalled not just the event, but where and how they came to know it. Such recollections also seemed to have a strong affinity with the still...

— Stallabrass, Julian (b. March 16, 1960)

Date: February 11, 2019

"You can't take your eyes off his eyes--blue and unblinking, as he confronts the world like a camera with the shutter left open, permitting the images to burn into his brain."

— Lane, Anthony (b. 1962)