Famous Quotes & Sayings

Norbert Wiener

Any labor which competes with slave labor must accept the economic conditions of slave labor.

Norbert Wiener

Let us remember that the automatic machine is the precise economic equivalent of slave labor. Any labor which competes with slave labor must accept the economic consequences of slave labor.

Nikola Tesla

In the twenty-first century, the robot will take the place which slave labor occupied in ancient civilization.

Richard Dawkins

If you don't know anything about computers, just remember that they are machines that do exactly what you tell them but often surprise you in the result.

Woody Guthrie

All about a human being is, it's a great big hoping machine.

Rod Serling

I don't have any system. I dictate a lot, through a machine, and I also have a secretary. But I used to type just like everybody else.

F. Stone

I prefer live dealers, ... but the machines treated me all right today.

Jose Saramago

What kind of world is this that can send machines to Mars and does nothing to stop the killing of a human being?

Henry David Thoreau

Let your life be a counter friction to stop the machine.

Luc Ferrari

I have problems with machines which aren't gestural.

Gary Brown

The machines are there, they're staring at you wherever you go.

Marshall McLuhan

Gutenberg made everybody a reader. Xerox makes everybody a publisher.

Steven Saunders

He wanted to know why he couldn't remember things.

Walter Price

He remembers I took him to Carmichael two years ago. I don't remember.

Rosaleen Tallon

It is all wrong in its symbolism. I look up to the sky to remember him. I will never go down.

Lofa Tatupu

What do I remember about that play? That it was long.

Rick Moore

We've got to remember who got us here.

Rekalin Sims

He was rubbing it in our faces. We remember that. We've got something for him.

Denise Moore

He never remembers us together. This is the only time he remembers me is in prison.

Richard Paul Evans

In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.

Richelle Mead

„Ma'am?“ She glanced up at me, pushing her glasses up her nose as she did. “Hmm? Oh, I remember you. Miss Melbourne.“ “Melrose,“ I corrected. “Are you sure? I could've sworn you were named after someplace in Australia.“ „Well, my first name is Sydney,“ I said, not sure if I should be encouraging her.