The brain is the organ of destiny. It holds within its humming mechanism secrets that will determine the future of the human race.

Mind, brain, and body make the man, and the man is capable of so much!

Brain surgery is a terrible profession. If I did not feel it will become different in my lifetime, I should hate it.

Rest, with nothing else, results in rust. It corrodes the mechanisms of the brain. The rhubarb that no one picks goes to seed.

I realized that there was a thrilling undiscovered country to be explored in the mechanisms of the mammalian nervous system. Through it, one might approach the mystery of the mind.

Among the millions of nerve cells that clothe parts of the brain there runs a thread. It is the thread of time, the thread that has run through each succeeding wakeful hour of the individual.

The problem of neurology is to understand man himself.