I urge a willingness to reserve a place in rational science for non-rational wonder.
No fool can play chess, and only fools do.
You may knock your opponent down with the chessboard, but that does not prove that you are the better player.
Whatever are the benefits of fortune, they yet require a palate fit to relish and taste them.
The demolition of a temple is possible at any time, as it cannot walk away from its place.
A cat is a purring parcel of paradox, a cunning collection of contradictions. A cat is lazy and busy, dainty and savage, affectionate and aloof, greedy and finicky, sound asleep in one instant, and awake and stalking in the next. A cat is a limp puddle of softness, surrounding a steel-hard and ever-alert set of muscles. . . . A cat has the face of a pansy flower, and is just as velvety. A cat holds infinity in her eyes, and your heart in her front paws.
Each practitioner thinks there's one magic way to get a machine to be smart, and so they're all wasting their time in a sense. On the other hand, each of them is improving some particular method, so maybe someday in the near future, or maybe it's two generations away, someone else will come around and say, "Let's put all these together," and then it will be smart.