The Recognitions - pg. 363

You leave feelings to other people, you do the thinking. Look at them. They'd rather feel than think, and look at them. You let them do your feeling and believing for you, you do thier thinking for them, or you'll end up the same creek all of them are. In his throat, the two veins, either of them viral, pulsated under rolls of flesh. The two before him stood out in invitation to any passing blade.