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We've arranged a civilization in which most crucial elements profoundly depend on science and technology.
We've arranged a civilization in which most crucial elements profoundly depend on science and technology.
The robot is going to lose. Not by much. But when the final score is tallied, flesh and blood is read more
The robot is going to lose. Not by much. But when the final score is tallied, flesh and blood is going to beat the damn monster.
Just because something doesn't do what you planned it to do doesn't mean it's useless.
Just because something doesn't do what you planned it to do doesn't mean it's useless.
The system of nature, of which man is a part, tends to be self-balancing, self-adjusting, self-cleansing. Not so with technology.
The system of nature, of which man is a part, tends to be self-balancing, self-adjusting, self-cleansing. Not so with technology.
Of all my inventions, I liked the phonograph best. Life's most soothing things are sweet music and a child's goodnight.
Of all my inventions, I liked the phonograph best. Life's most soothing things are sweet music and a child's goodnight.
Nothing interferes with my concentration. You could put on an orgy in my office and I wouldn't look up. Well, read more
Nothing interferes with my concentration. You could put on an orgy in my office and I wouldn't look up. Well, maybe once.
The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.
The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.
I never pick up an item without thinking of how I might improve it. I never perfected an invention that read more
I never pick up an item without thinking of how I might improve it. I never perfected an invention that I did not think about in terms of the service it might give others. I want to save and advance human life, not destroy it. I am proud of the fact that I never invented weapons to kill. The dove is my emblem.
Each year, it seems, larger and more daunting mountains of text rise from the lush lowlands of visual reproduction.
Each year, it seems, larger and more daunting mountains of text rise from the lush lowlands of visual reproduction.
