Quotes About Reflex

Gottschal writes " Conspiracy is not limited to the stupid, the ignorant, or the crazy. It is a reflex of the storytelling mind's compulsive need for meaningful experience

Laughter would appear to be a physical reflex, although even if it is, this still leaves unanswered the question of why the human response to humor is a convulsive spasm of the respiratory mechanism rather than a crossing of the eyes or a waving of the arms.

'SpongeBob' is a cartoon I love. Especially when I'm in bed by myself at home and I have trouble sleeping, my reflex is to put cartoons on.

Seth wished he had kept the zombie hand. What a perfect souvenir from his first official mission as a Knight of the Dawn! Instead he had thrown it out of the jeep almost reflexively. Hearing all of those zombie voices must have temporarily scrambled his reason.

war had become a mechanical reflex that served as its own excuse for the acts men performed.

Owing to the combinations of sequences of sounds, there arose simultaneously in the presence of beings different sorts of impulses evoking various contradictory sensations, which in their turn gave rise to unusual experiencings and reflex movements not proper to them.

If you consume something that's poisonous, you don't consciously think of vomiting; your body just does it. It's a reflex. When I'm happy, I don't instantly feel the need to get rid of that feeling. But when I'm sad, I think maybe that's what happens.

Operant conditioning. A reflexive response.

The blinking of eyes is an involuntary reflex action, provided they eyes are not watching your beauty.

We are in the midst of a violent backlash against feminism that uses images of female beauty as a political weapon against women's advancement: the beauty myth. It is the modern version of a social reflex that has been in force since the Industrial Revolution. As women released themselves from the feminine mystique of domesticity, the beauty myth took over its lost ground, expanding as it waned to carry on its work of social control.

So it is here, grouped on the beach with strangers, that voices begin to take on a touch of metal, each word a hard-edged clap, and the light, though as bright as before, is less able to illuminate . . . it's a Puritan reflex of seeking other orders behind the visible, also known as paranoia, filtering in.

If we walk in there, they'll shoot us. They won't hesitate—they'll do it on instinct. It's second nature to them, a reflex, like stopping before a red light." "Mhm." It's good that he was here to explain it to me. I would've never figured it out on my own.

It's a reflex. Hear a bell, get food. See an undead, throw a knife. Same thing, really." The

It amounts to a diseased attitude—a conditioned reflex that shunts aside the independence of your minds whenever it is a question of opposing authority.

Throughout you have invariably relied on authority or on the past—never on yourselves." His fists balled spasmodically. "It amounts to a diseased attitude—a conditioned reflex that shunts aside the independence of your minds whenever it is a question of opposing authority.

And next to Allie, the screamer, once more reminded of his job, began to wail in Allie's ear. Reflexively Allie clapped her hand over his mouth. That, she said, is totally uncalled for. Don't do that again. Ever. The screamer looked at her with worried eyes. Are we clear on this subject? said Allie. The screamer nodded and she removed her hand. Can I scream a little? he asked. No, said Allie. Your screaming days are over. Darn. And he was quiet thereafter.

I could take you out in a second, she threatens. If he's concerned, he doesn't show it. I know. Somehow he also knows that she won't do it - that the first time was just a reflex. If she were to hurt him a second time, though, it would be a conscious act. It would be by choice.

The boat bounced hard on the waves. Reflexively, Tally shot out a hand to brace herself on the closest stable object. She stared in horror at her own pale fingers gripping the front waistband of the pirate's shorts. His purple Hawaiian shorts were now riding low, very low, on his hips, as the weight of her hand dragged the fabric down. And down...

No battle plan can anticipate all contingencies. There are always unexpected factors, including those stemming from the opponent's initiative. A battle thus becomes a balance between plan and improvisation, between intellect and reflex, between error and correction.

her toes, then jerked the foot back.

The capacity for imaginative reflex, for moral risk in any human being is not limitless; on the contrary, it can be rapidly absorbed by fictions, and thus the cry in the poem may come to sound louder, more urgent, more real than the cry in the street outside. The death in the novel may move us more potently than the death in the next room. Thus there may be a covert, betraying link between the cultivation of aesthetic response and the potential of personal inhumanity.

The Pasha sighed. He often did that when he took up quarters before a fortress that had to be taken. It was a reflex prompted by the first impression, always the deepest, before he became accustomed to the situation — it was rather like getting used to a woman.

He was hitting on you, however." "Reflex, not targeted." "Agreed, which is why he lives.

You can't take credit for what you do when your back is against the wall. That's nothing more than instinct, falling back on what you know best.