David Eagleman
David Eagleman
David Eaglemanis an American writer and neuroscientist, serving as an adjunct associate professor at Stanford University in the department of Psychiatry & Behavioral Sciences. He also independently serves as the director of the Center for Science and Law. He is known for his work on brain plasticity, time perception, synesthesia, and neurolaw. He is a Guggenheim Fellow, a council member in the World Economic Forum, and a New York Times bestselling author published in 28 languages. He is the writer...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionScientist
CountryUnited States of America
It is only through us that God lives. When we abandon him, he dies.
Our internal life and external actions are steered by biological coctails to which we have neither immediate access nor direct acquaintance.
Since we live in the heads of those who remember us, we lose control of our lives and become who they want us to be.
The conscious mind is not at the center of the action in the brain; instead, it is far out on a distant edge, hearing but whispers of the activity.
I always bounce my legs when I'm sitting.
There are an infinite number of boring things to do in science.
When we're in a human body, we don't care about universal collapse - instead, we care only about a meeting of the eyes, a glimpse of bare flesh, the caressing tones of a loved voice, joy, love, light, the orientation of a house plant, the shade of a paint stroke, the arrangement of hair.
I spent my adult life as a scientist, and science is, essentially, the most successful approach we have to try and understand the vast mysteries around.
What a life in science really teaches you is the vastness of our ignorance.
I call myself a Possibilian: I'm open to...ideas that we don't have any way of testing right now.
Every week I get letters from people worldwide who feel that the possibilian point of view represents their understanding better than either religion or neo-atheism.
As an undergraduate I majored in British and American literature at Rice University.
We don't really understand most of what's happening in the cosmos. Is there any afterlife? Who knows.
The three-pound organ in your skull - with its pink consistency of Jell-o - is an alien kind of computational material. It is composed of miniaturized, self-configuring parts, and it vastly outstrips anything we've dreamt of building.