Edwin Louis Cole Quotes

It's obvious that my brain isn't what it used to be.

The more studies that come out that talk about concussions and so forth, it makes me wonder. I wonder, more importantly than the stroke, the impact that concussions have had on my life, particularly as I get older.

Most of the centenarians whom I have been able to see have been so defective mentally that all that can be studied in them are the physical qualities and functions.

There are a lot of times when I walk into a room and forget why I walked in there. I'm going through some studies right now, and I am going to do a brain scan.

My thoughts, my beliefs, my feelings are all in my brain. My brain is going to rot.

I have lost my mental faculties but am perfectly well.

My brain- the older I get, it holds even less. There's not the capacity I would wish there to be.

It's not that we simply get old, and memory starts to go, and sleep starts to deteriorate. But those two things actually are significantly interrelated.

I've had cumulative concussions and realized that's something you carry with you.

Memory loss is one way of coping with damage.

That's the trouble with losing your mind; by the time it's gone, it's too late to get it back.

But even Es and cocaine, over the years they blow holes in your brain, rob you of your memories, your past. Which is fair enough, convenient even.

Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies.

I feel vulnerable because my mind - because of the stroke, my mind doesn't focus. And then I feel vulnerable because I don't understand the world around me.

I can forgive the body breaking down. It's a little tougher to forgive that mental lapse.

I'm in awe of people out there who deal with Alzheimer's, because they have to deal with death 10 times over, year after year.

With something like cancer, there is a feeling that you can fight it in some way or control your response to it, but with dementia there is the fear of losing control of your mind and your life.

You know, I have found a new way to get high and stay spaced out for hours on end, and the government can't stop me... It's called senility.

President Reagan doesn't retain very much of what comes his way on a given day.

The president was madman Reagan who's got Alzheimer's and has lost his mind. He now crawls on all fours.

I think sometimes you go through an experience, and you don't feel the impact, especially in a war experience, until way past it.

Whether it's my age or my misspent youth, sometimes I forget whether I've worked with somebody or not.

My memory's not too good.

I got tested to see what condition my brain is in. And it's not in real good shape.

My brain is like a cross between a colander and a Lazy Susan - thin, slow, and it leaks.