The celebrity-making machine-photographers, paparazzi, press and stuff like that-can be ruthless.
An infernal machine that produces every minute an impressive amount of poor, 26 million poor in 10 years are 2. 6 million per year of new poor, this is the road, well, the road to hell.
I am filled with hatred for money, for battleships, for industry, for factories, for the grind, grind, grind of the machine on all our creative instincts.
Folks can't carry around money in their pocket. They've got to go to an ATM machine, and they've got to pay a few dollars to get their own dollars out of the machine. Who ever thought you'd pay cash to get cash? That's where we've gotten to.
I'm not good at texting because I'm an older generation, old school. And nobody ever listens to the answering machine anymore. It's terrible.
We can prevent Europe from becoming a spiritless machine that, in the end, grinds to a halt.
We are survival machines – robot vehicles blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes. This is a truth which still fills me with astonishment.
Labor produces marvels for the rich but it produces deprivation for the worker. It produces palaces, but hovels for the worker. It produces beauty, but deformity for the worker. It replaces labor by machines, but it throws one section of the workers back to barbaric labor, and it turns the remainder into machines.
Every time something tries to create respect with a machine it crumbles!
We control the machine. At one point the machine controlled us.
You know how hard it is to feel like an extreme falcon-headed combat machine when somebody calls you "chicken man"?
To say that humans are composed of machines is not to say that we are merely machines. Humans are dignified machines. We are (so far) the most extropic, most complex product of billions of years of evolution.
Sometimes. . . dreams are all that separate us from the machines.
I don't really have time to sit down and write. But when I think of a melody, I call up my answering machine and sing it, so I won't forget it.
If you leave school at 16 then, in all probability, there is a machine that can do what you can do better and cheaper. And Trump can't do anything to change that.
The more we reduce ourselves to machines in the lower things, the more force we shall set free to use in the higher.
Without risk in our lives, we're scarcely better than machines ourselves.
Recorded history is largely an account of the crimes and disasters committed by banal little men at the levers of imperial machines.
Everyone has a time machine. Everyone *is* a time machine. It's just that most people's time machines are broken. The strangest and hardest kind of time travel is the unaided kind. People get stuck, people get looped. People get trapped. But we are all time machines.
Often, when you see yourself on the screen, you feel like a sweater that's been put through the washing machine. You have the impression of having done something full and luminous, and suddenly, when you see it on the screen, it's turned back into a tiny little thing.