“The image of a well-dressed older woman making on a goopish spoonful of artificial boon spooge was running across the lobes of his brain like a stuttering nightmare.”
“I'd like to sit down with him and pick his brain, just a tiny bite somewhere in the frontal lobe to get a taste of his thoughts" -Warm Bodies”
“In the stutter-flashes of light, the clouds look like huge transparent brains filled with bad thoughts.”
“To be on an island inhabited by artificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares,- to be in love with one of those images was worse than being in love with a ghost (perhaps we always want the person we love to have the existence of a ghost).”
“I will use my mind, not just my regular brain lobes.”
“A beautiful woman looking at her image in the mirror may very well believe the image is herself. An ugly woman knows it is not.”