Date: December 30, 2015

"Still harder was grasping that within that room, there was an opening into yet another room, the human brain."

— Knausgaard, Karl Ove (b. 1968)

Date: 2015

"The memory branded itself on his brain: the gales of laughter, everyone offering him their cookies, the slave woman with her eyes on the floor."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"She knew Lee well, and by heading southeast, she had hidden in the folds of his own cerebral cortex."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"The mind of a child! Children have no hearts (cf. Peter Pan, another story Meg could reproduce fairly accurately), and their minds are rickety towers of surreal detritus."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"His thoughts on his back porch surrounded him like a carpet of mice, immobilizing him via his unwillingness to cause them pain. The mice of introspection were as effective as any buffalo herd."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"She regarded the token male Lee as a dull-witted, penile one-trick pony (to her, consistency was evidence of a mind standing erect), while women were polymath geniuses until proven otherwise."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"A flash of intellection hit Karen."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"'Sorry to disappoint you, but me,' Byrdie said, raising his hand. 'I think I have whiplash of the brain.'"

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: 2015

"'Yes, our brains are like Swiss cheese,' he added, sort of undermining his compliment after the fact."

— Zink, Nell (b. 1964)

Date: July 1, 2015

"Poetry was an attempt to dig into the buried stuff inside a person’s psyche."

— Zhang, Jenny