Quotes About Psychology

In other words, dopamine is not about the happiness of reward. It's about the happiness of pursuit of reward that has a decent chance of occurring.

While this neurobiology is mighty impressive, the brain is not where a behavior 'begins'. It's merely the final common pathway by which all the factors in the chapters to come converge and create behavior.

I suspect that it's because their belief system has segmented their world into a moral in-group and out-group so decisively that they're unconflicted about what they're doing. To them, the people they're killing are scarcely human. I think you share my concern about bad ideas being the malware that can get even psychologically normal people, biologically normal people, to do the unthinkable. How do you view this, in the context of your research?

knowing which words work on which kinds of people.

when it comes to money, high emotions tend to lower financial intelligence.

High emotions tend to lower financial intelligence.

Everybody is a little insane on some points

Because self-hatred is as galvanizing as ambition.

It is regrettable that many Christian psychologists talk more about such things as unconscious motivation and emotional damage than they do about sin and responsibility.

we are motivated to meet our needs for significance and security in ways we unconsciously believe will work.

Fear is the brother of hate. One

Alas, he understood too well Sigmund's concept of interesting.

Om det var något som Dick verkligen avskydde, var det detta som brukade kallas psykologi. Hela det fåniga och inte så litet aggressiva anspråket att förstå de andra. På ett särskilt, finare sätt. Ta kontroll över dem, genom att säga sig ha en större kunskap om människor än de själva hade.

If you're too damn stubborn to let yourself cry, then your body finds other ways to let it out.

I crossed my arms on my stomach. A psychologist would have said I was closed off, uncommunicative. Fuck them.

What had my scary thought been? That Olaf was sincere. In some crazy,pathological way, he like-liked me. As in boyfriend-liked me. Not just for fucking or slaughter, but maybe, just maybe, he actually wanted to date me like one human being to another. He seemed to have no clue how to interact with a woman in a way that wasn't terrifying, but he was trying. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, he was trying.

Real ghosts are so much easier to deal with than the kind we carry around in our heads. Most people haunt themselves more effectively than any spirit.

I'd worked my share of serial killer cases, but none of the killers had ever mailed me a human head. That was new.

But Jasmine knew that everyone was evil, down deep when you scrape the skin away. Inside their heads everyone hunted, everyone killed, everyone was a monster.

I didn't say anything because I didn't have anything good to say. Just lately I had noticed that I could kill people and not blink. No attack of conscience, no nightmares, nothing. It was like some part of me had turned off. It didn't bother me that I was able to kill so easily. It did bother me that it didn't bother me. But it had its uses, like tonight. I think every last furry one of them had believed I'd do it. Sometimes, it was good to be scary.

But one thing I'd learned in therapy was that just because a feeling made no sense didn't make you stop feeling it.

There is a time lag between the activation of brain systems that excite our emotions and impulses and the maturation of brain systems that allow us to check these feelings and urgings—it's like driving a car with a sensitive gas pedal and bad brakes.

Can you go cazy without knowing you're crazy?

Too much sun after a Syracuse winter does strange things to your head, makes you feel strong, even if you aren't.