Top 200 Oliver Sacks Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “My mother showed me that when tin or zinc was bent it uttered a special ‘cry’. ‘It’s due to deformation of the crystal structure,’ she said, forgetting that I was five, and could not understand her – and yet her words fascinated me, made me want to know more.”

— Oliver Sacks

152. “But her words haunted me for much of my life and played a major part in inhibiting and injecting with guilt what should have been a free and joyous expression of sexuality.”

— Oliver Sacks

153. “Music can have wonderful, formal, quasi-mathematical perfection, and it can have heartbreaking tenderness, poignancy, and beauty. But it does not have to have any ‘meaning’ whatever. One may recall music, give it the life of imagination simply because one likes it – this is reason enough. Or perhaps there may be no reason at all, as Rodolfo Llinas points out.”

— Oliver Sacks

154. “The left hemisphere is more sophisticated and specialized, a very late outgrowth of the primate, and especially the hominid, brain. On the other hand, it is the right hemisphere which controls the crucial powers of recognizing reality which every living creature must have in order to survive.”

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155. “I am a storyteller, for better and for worse. I suspect that a feeling for stories, for narrative, is a universal human disposition, going with our powers of language, consciousness of self, and autobiographical memory.”

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156. “When I was twelve, a perceptive schoolmaster wrote in his report, “Sacks will go far, if he does not go too far,” and this was often the case.”

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157. “Culture is as crucial as Nature.”

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158. “God thinks in numbers,’ Auntie Len used to say. ‘Numbers are the way the world is put together.”

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159. “This state is thus one of an excruciating overall sensitivity, patients being assaulted by sensory stimuli from their environment, or.”

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160. “Each of us, I had written, constructs and lives a “narrative” and is defined by this narrative.”

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161. “There are no files in my memory that are repressed,′ she asserted. ‘You have files that are blocked. I have none so painful that they’re blocked. There are no secrets, no locked doors – nothing is hidden. I can infer that there are hidden areas in other people, so that they can’t bear to talk of certain things. The amygdala locks the files of the hippocampus. In me, the amygdala doesn’t generate enough emotion to lock the files of the hippocampus.”

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162. “Had she not been of exceptional intelligence and literacy, with an imagination filled and sustained, so to speak, by the images of others, images conveyed by language, by the word, she might have remained almost as helpless as a baby.”

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163. “What they are able to imagine becomes more real to them.”

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164. “I was half-afraid that I would do something awful, like faint or fart right in front of the queen, but all went well.”

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165. “Did being in love itself flood the body with opioids, or cannabinoids, or whatever?”

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166. “To have perceived an overall organization, a superarching principle uniting and relating all the elements, had a quality of the miraculous, of genius. And this gave me, for the first time, a sense of the transcendent power of the human mind, and the fact that it might be equipped to discover or decipher the deepest secrets of nature, to read the mind of God.”

— Oliver Sacks

167. “Characteristic of such affective equivalents is their brevity – manic-depressive cycles, as generally understood, occupy several weeks, and frequently longer. Monthly.”

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168. “I only seem to find the right way after making every possible blunder, and finally exhausting all the wrong ways.”

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169. “I do not know how much a propensity to addiction is “hardwired” or how much it depends on circumstances or state of mind. All I know is that I was hooked after that night with an amphetamine-soaked joint and was to remain hooked for the next four years. In the thrall of amphetamines, sleep was impossible, food was neglected, and everything was subordinated to the stimulation of the pleasure centers in my brain.”

— Oliver Sacks

170. “All of us, at first, had high hopes of helping Jammie – he was so personable, so likable, so quick and intelligent, it was difficult to believe that he might be beyond help. But none of us had ever encountered, even imagined, such a power of amnesia, the possibility of a pit into which everything, every experience, every event, would fathomlessly drop, a bottomless memory-hole that would engulf the whole world.”

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171. “Other worlds, other lives, even though so different from our own, have the power of arousing the sympathetic imagination, of awakening an intense and often creative resonance in others.”

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172. “This woman who, becoming everybody, lost her own self became nobody.”

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173. “For ‘wellness’, naturally is no cause of complaint – people relish it, they enjoy it, they are at the furthest pole from complaint. People complain of feeling ill – not well. Unless, as George Eliot does, they have some intimation of ‘wrongness’ or danger, either through knowledge or association, or the very excess of excess. Thus, though a patient will scarcely complain of being ‘very well’, they may become suspicious if they feel ‘too well’.”

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174. “Having ferned for an hour, we take a break for our lunch and I eat, unwisely, quite an enormous meal...”

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175. “They were all, in a sense, amateurs – self-educated, self-motivated, not part of an institution – and they lived, it sometimes seemed to me, in a halcyon world, a sort of Eden, not yet turbulent and troubled by the almost murderous rivalries which were soon to mark an increasingly professionalized world.”

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176. “I gave a friend a bottle of mercury for his eightieth birthday – a special bottle that could neither leak nor break – he gave me a peculiar look, but later sent me a charming letter in which he joked, “I take a little every morning for my health.”

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177. “The act of writing is itself enough; it serves to clarify my thoughts and feelings. The act of writing is an integral part of my mental life; ideas emerge, are shaped, in the act of writing.”

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178. “I have no words for that feeling, nor had I ever had it before, which comes from the knowledge that one is far away from all humanity, alone in a thousand square miles. We rode in silence, for speech would have been absurd. It seemed the very summit of the world.”

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179. “Presiding over the entire attack there will be, in du Bois Reymond’s words, “a general feeling of disorder,” which may be experienced in either physical or emotional terms, and tax or elude the patient’s powers of description.”

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180. “Ucho w liczbach:” A youthful ear can hear ten octaves of sound, spanning a range from about thirty to twelve tousand vibrations a second. The avarege ear can distinguish sounds a seventeenth of a tone apart. From top to bottom we hear about fourtheen tousend discriminable tones.”

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181. “In all the annals of human heroics, I find no theme more ennobling than the compensations that people struggle to discover and implement when life’s misfortunes have deprived them of basic attributes of our common nature. Steve.”

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182. “With neurology, if you go far enough with it, and you keep going, you end up getting weird. If you go a little further, you end up in the spirit.”

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183. “There will be no one like us when we are gone, but then there is no one like anyone else, ever.”

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184. “This will involve audacity, clarity and plain speaking; trying to straighten my accounts with the world.”

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185. “He said that he had learned Transcendental Meditation as a way of dealing with otherwise uncontrollable ticcing in public places.“It’s just autohypnosis,” he explained. “You have a mantra, a little word or phrase repeating slowly in your mind, and you soon get into a sort of trance and become oblivious to everything. It calms me down.” He remained almost tic-free for the rest of the evening.”

— Oliver Sacks

186. “McKenzie once called Parkinsonism “an organized chaos,” and this is equally true of migraine. First there is chaos, then organization, a sick order; it is difficult to know which is worse! The nastiness of the first lies in its uncertainty, its flux; the nastiness of the second in its sense of immutable heavy permanence. Typically, indeed, treatment is only possible early, before migraine has “solidified” into immovable fixed forms.”

— Oliver Sacks

187. “I realize that if love were the cure, I would have been healed a long time ago.”

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188. “The hateful mood of a migraine – depressed and withdrawn, or furious and irascible – tends to melt away in the stage of lysis, to melt away with the physiological secretion. “Resolution by secretion” thus resembles a catharsis on both physiological and psychological levels, like weeping for grief. The.”

— Oliver Sacks

189. “In the long hours that followed, I was assailed by memories, both good and bad. Most were in a mode of gratitude – gratitude for what I had been given by others, gratitude too that I had been able to give something back.”

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190. “I am haunted by the density of reality.”

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191. “Times of stress throughout my life have led me to turn, or return, to the physical sciences, a world where there is no life, but also no death.”

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192. “I had been given not a remission, but an intermission, a time to deepen friendships, to see patients, to write, and to travel back to my homeland, England.”

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193. “It is up to me now to choose how to live out the months that remain to me. I have to live in the richest, deepest, most productive way I can.”

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194. “My father called swimming “the elixir of life,” and certainly it seemed to be so for him: he swam daily, slowing down only slightly with time, until the grand age of ninety-four. I hope I can follow him, and swim till I die.”

— Oliver Sacks

195. “Clearly, passionately, he wanted something to do: he wanted to do, to be, to feel – and could not; he wanted sense, he wanted purpose – in Freud’s words, ‘Work and Love’.”

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196. “I had found myself thinking of time – time and perception, time and consciousness, time and memory, time and music, time and movement. I had returned, in particular, to the question of whether the apparently continuous passage of time and movement given to us by our eyes was an illusion – whether in fact our visual experience consisted of a series of timeless “moments” which were then welded together by some higher mechanism in the brain.”

— Oliver Sacks

197. “I feel a sudden clear focus and perspective. There is no time for anything inessential. I must focus on myself, my work, and my friends. I shall no longer look at the NewsHour every night. I shall no longer pay any attention to politics or arguments about global warming.”

— Oliver Sacks

198. “The drowsiness which often accompanies or precedes a severe common migraine is occasionally abstracted as a symptom in its own right, and may then constitute the sole expression of the migrainous tendency. The.”

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199. “Science sometimes sees itself as impersonal, as “pure thought’, independent of its historical and human origins. It is often taught as if this were the case. But science is a human enterprise through and through, an organic, evolving, human growth, with sudden spurts and arrests, and strange deviations, too. It grows out of its past but never outgrows it, any more than we outgrow our childhoods.”

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200. “Sudden fright, or rage, or other strong emotion may disperse and displace a migraine almost within seconds. One.”

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