Color Association Task

General instructions: Read the sentences for each day slowly one at a time every hour. Think about what the quotes mean. Then re-read all the sentences from the previous days. This should only take about six minutes on average every hour, less at first and more later. The total amount of work adds up to an average of 96 minutes a day. To complete this in two weeks, change to half-hour intervals and switch to the next day after the first eight waken hours. At the end of the two weeks read over all the sentences a few times a week to retain the synesthetic connections and foster stronger neural connections.

 

DAY 1 – A: ANGER & AGGRESSION
  1. “Anger is stupid, and stupidity will kill you more surely than your opponent’s blade.” —Patricia Briggs, Dragon Bones
  2. “How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it.” —Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
  3. But she wished she had had the guts to go up to him and say hello. Or possibly break his legs, she wasn’t sure which. —Stieg Larsson, The Girl Who Played with Fire
  4. “Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but ha” —Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
  5. The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable, Is that which rages in the place of dearest love. —Euripides, Medea and Other Plays
  6. Anger, Tessa thought, was satisfying in its own way, when you gave in to it. There was something gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out. —Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel
  7. “Physical love is unthinkable without violence.” —Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
  8. “I already explained this. I don’t like you. True, I don’t like most people, but I especially dislike you. I could start my own religion based on how much I dislike you.” —G.A. Aiken, What a Dragon Should Know
  9. Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly. —Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
  10. I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. Did he rape my head, too? —Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak

DAY 2 – B: BOREDOM

  1. The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes himself to cultivating habits. —Albert Camus, The Plague
  2. Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It’s awful. —Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
  3. Boredom is the inner conflict we suffer when we lose desire, when we lack a lacking. —Robert McKee, Story: Style, Structure, Substance, and the Principles of Screenwriting
  4. Anthropocentrism gave rise to boredom, and when anthropomorphism was replaced by technocentrism, boredom became even more profound. —Lars Fr. H. Svendsen, A Philosophy of Boredom
  5. People fear nothing as much as boredom and they will do unimaginable things to make it go away. —Amit Kalantri
  6. Is boredom anything less than the sense of one’s faculties slowly dying? —John Berger
  7. Boredom is desire seeking desire. —Leo Tolstoy
  8. Boredom is therefore a vital problem for the moralist, since at least half the sins of mankind are caused by the fear of it. —Bertrand Russell, The Conquest of Happiness
  9. Desire is always followed by boredom. And only love can defeat boredom. Love with a capital L; we all dream of it. —Grégoire Delacourt, La Liste de mes envies
  10. Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom —Arthur Schopenhauer

DAY 3 – C: SADNESS

  1. Tears are words that need to be written. —Paulo Coelho
  2. She struggled with her sadness, but tried to conceal it, to divide it into smaller and smaller parts and scatter these in places she thought no one would find them. —Nicole Krauss, Great House
  3. She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all? —Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince
  4. Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. —Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac
  5. Some people are just not meant to be in this world. It’s just too much for them. —Phoebe Stone, The Boy on Cinnamon Street
  6. “Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be. —Rae Hachton, Frankie’s Monster
  7. The sorrow that lay cold in her mother’s heart … converted it into a tomb. —Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
  8. He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. ‘Oh, Jane! my hope—my love—my life!’ broke in anguish from his lips. —Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
  9. “He came up straight to her father, whose hands he took and wrung without a word—holding them in his for a minute or two, during which time his face, his eyes, his look, told of more sympathy than could be put into words.” —Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
  10. “It is a horrible, terrible thing, the worst thing, to watch somebody you love die right in front of you and not be able to do nothing about it. —Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

DAY 4 – D: DEATH

  1. From the moment we are born, we begin to die.”—Janne Teller, Nothing
  2. I thought living dead girls couldn’t feel pain, thought I was emptied out but I’m not, I’m not. —Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
  3. Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with you. —Rosamund Lupton, Sister
  4. My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn’t go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath. —Jandiy Nelson, The Sky is Everywhere
  5. It’s always hard to lose somebody. It leaves a hole in your heart that never grows back. —Kevin Brooks, Lucas
  6. The saddest word in the language. In any language. —Mark Slouka, God‘s Fool
  7. She heard him mutter, “Can you take away this grief?” “I’m sorry,” she replied. “Everyone asks me. And I would not do so even if I knew how. It belongs to you. Only time and tears take away grief; that is what they are for.” —Terry Pratchett, I Shall Wear Midnight
  8. From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity. —Edvard Munch
  9. He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave. —Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain
  10. No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away. —Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man
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