Is the mind a singularly frozen form?
The art of a great painting is not in any one idea, nor in a multitude of separate tricks for placing all those pigment spots, but in the great network of relationships among its parts.
Similarly, the agents, raw, that make our minds are by themselves as valueless as aimless, scattered daubs of paint. The value of the human mind lies in its vast, connected network of agents.
— My Summary of Section 4.3 The Soul in The Society of Mind by Marvin Minsky