'My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general
laws out of large collections of facts, but why this should have caused
the atrophy of that part of the brain alone, on which the higher tastes
depend, I cannot conceive. A man with a mind more highly organised or
better constituted than mine, would not, I suppose, have thus suffered;
and if I had to live my life again, I would have made a rule to read
some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week; for
perhaps the parts of my brain now atrophied would thus have been kept
active through use. The loss of these tastes is a loss of happiness, and
may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more probably to the
moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature.'
The Autobiography of Charles Darwin, 1809-1882 (pp. 138-139)
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