I'm reading

Consciousness Explained by Daniel Dennett and I came across this bit in a section about how naming something a 'soul' adds a meaningless layer of abstraction:

All you're giving up is a nugget of specialness that couldn't really be special anyway. Why would you think any more of yourself if you turned out to be a sort of mind-pearl in the brain-oyster? What would be so special about being a mind-pearl?