If you have ever been a fan of Oliver Sacks, give this New York Magazine article from November a read. It's a short and sweet look into him as a person, featuring stories from his childhood, personality, passions, focus, and life. It's full of little snippets that I loved, including the phrase neurological marbles. Here are two more:
"The great moment of his genius was not giving those people the drugs; it was walking into that home for the incurable, that warehouse, and having the moral audacity to imagine that some of those patients were different from the other ones and that they were in fact alive."
We may be our brains, he wanted to say, but we also shape them as we backpack through the world with all our trinket-y neuroses.
For your introspective Saturday night.