“Don’t be offended if an INTJ argues with you. It means you’ve interested them. Be offended when they go silent. It means that what you’ve said is so inconsequential as to not even be worth the effort of picking it apart.”—(via catrific)
“I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”—John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via decaforhightest)
Brain scans are revealing what happens in our heads when we read a detailed description, an evocative metaphor or an emotional exchange between characters. Stories, this research is showing, stimulate the brain and even change how we act in life.
Researchers have long known that the “classical” language regions, like Broca’s area and Wernicke’s area, are involved in how the brain interprets written words. What scientists have come to realize in the last few years is that narratives activate many other parts of our brains as well, suggesting why the experience of reading can feel so alive.
The brain, it seems, does not make much of a distinction between reading about an experience and encountering it in real life; in each case, the same neurological regions are stimulated.
The novel, of course, is an unequaled medium for the exploration of human social and emotional life. And there is evidence that just as the brain responds to depictions of smells and textures and movements as if they were the real thing, so it treats the interactions among fictional characters as something like real-life social encounters.
“Hey elephants you’re so cute and smart and awesome. Why you gotta be pregnant for 22 months, that’s crazy! And then you only have one kid. If you were more like cows, you might have taken us over by now. Little did you know, but the greatest evolutionary advantage: being useful to humans… Elephants, if you just inserted yourselves into human life the way cows did, you could have used your powers and intelligence to form secret elephant societies, conspiring against the humans, and then you could have risen up and destroyed us and made an awesome elephant world with elephant cars and elephant planes. It would have been so great, but no! You gotta be pregnant for 22 months, and then have just one kid, it’s so annoying! Best wishes, John Green.”—An Open Letter to Elephants, John Green. (via pages394)