Practice puts brains in your muscles.

How do I love Tim McGraw? Let me count the ways: I love that he's a country boy with a city sensibility. I love that he refuses to be pegged and his duet with Nelly proves it. And I really love that he had the brains to marry Faith Hill.

I couldn't help but to think back to my classmates at Thomas Jefferson High School in San Antonio. They had the same talent the same brains the same dreams as the folks we sat with at Stanford and Harvard. I realized the difference wasn't one of intelligence or drive. The difference was opportunity.

My dad liked to boil a squirrel head and suck the brains out the nose. Smaller than a chicken bigger than a rat.

Obviously our children who have been playing with their computers since the age of five or six don't have quite the same brain as those who were brought up on wooden or metal toys whose brains are certainly atrophied by comparison.

I do two things. I design mobile computers and I study brains.

In one century we've added 28 years to our average life span - a change so rapid that our brains couldn't possibly have evolved to accommodate it.

What I loved about 'Summer' was that they were these four bright kids with a wonderful future. In a way she was the one with the brains and then you have the beauty queen and the jock and the introvert.

The reason that the all-American boy prefers beauty to brains is that he can see better than he can think.

Doors open because you're beautiful but I wouldn't cultivate beauty to the exclusion of brains.