The Brain (n.) pictured as a computer tells us more about how it was studied than about what it does — it does not work in terms at all.
Brain (n.) is the coordinating center of appetite and movement, and so the obstacle to scientific thought: one must think against the brain.
Brain (n.) is an enchanted loom never built by any conscious ego — and it does not dissolve into pulp when the ego is seen to be a fiction.
Brain (n.) is a knot of nerves the tube grew at its input end, so it could scrounge around more easily for things to swallow.
Brain (n.) is said to "govern" the heart, which smuggles bad politics into science; it is as true to say the stomach evolved a brain at its upper entrance to get more food.
Brain (n.) works its magic by evoking marvels from the universe, as a harpist draws melody out of silent strings.
Brain (n.) cannot be pleased; trying to please it is like trying to drink through your ears.
Brain (n.) is made for man, not man for his brain: its job is to serve the present, not to send him chasing the phantom of the future.
Brain (n.) is, when working rightly, the highest form of instinctual wisdom, working like the homing pigeon or the forming foetus, without knowing "how."
Brain (n.) is something I have never sensed as a cauliflower-like contraption; I know my own brain only by inference, as I know the sun.
Brain (n.) is the very organ of intelligence, yet even the greatest neurologists cannot describe it in words.