Quotes from David Sosnowski

In the bed of the truck lay a blanketed lump in the shape of an assault rifle, concealing—of course—an assault rifle, fully loaded with laser sight and silencer for catching the deer by surprise.

The Benevolent Vampires were mainly about preventing murder, sure, but every new recruit was offered a few justifiable homicides. To get it out of their system. To make the world a better place by getting rid of some of those people that just needed killing. Wife abusers, child abusers, rapists, Republicans—your basic scum of the earth.

The mind is an organ of creation; it organizes matter and energy, manipulates time and space. It organizes chaos into narrative.

The Art of Computer Programming

his attempts at baking being closer to brickmaking than bread.

Respect Joy. Joy is not something that happens instead of something else important; It isn't a waste of time; It is, really, what time was invented for.

To say she was bitter fell a wee bit short, like calling sulfuric acid tangy.

Dev wondered if that was the job of fiction, to test-drive the impossible, to loosen our grip on conventional reality. He guessed that's probably what fiction writers would claim—if there were any left, that is.

Most seemed to have been prepping for the Obama apocalypse, the one with FEMA storm trooping in, black helicopters dispatched by the first black president, come to seize their guns, hustling them off to camps where they'd be forced to read the Koran, eat kale, who knew what, while they waited to be dragged before death panels.

Disagreeing has become an easy way to feel better about yourself for being smarter than everybody else. I call it the assholier-than-thou syndrome.

You don't think Babyhands pressed a button he shouldn't have, do you?

They straddled the line between feral and civilized, licking the hand that fed them and attacking whatever it pointed to.

Where she was going, she had no idea. But the fact that she could still walk suggested she should. And so she did.

She'd started noticing how the bodies didn't seem so bad anymore. Dead, not talking, not posing any threat, they kind of grew on her in a way the living never had.

there'd be a lot of people there and he didn't like people, especially when they came in "lots.

social media was not a reality-based industry.

That other kids considered him weird didn't bother Dev; being weird was just synonymous with being smarter than they were

The medium by which the suicide contagion spread was mass media.

Madness is madness and genius is genius, and any similarity is purely coincidental. Comparing the two is like comparing normal cellular growth to cancer.

And the scariest thing—a superintelligent AI would be smart enough to hide what it was until it was too late.

once a computer starts directing changes to its own programming . . .

Before you do something questionable," Roger continued, as he had countless times before, "ask yourself, 'What if everybody did what I'm about to do?

Either way, but especially the latter, hurt the feelings he supposedly didn't have.

Buzz" was Buzz and was conscious. Whether it had happened as a result of Cassi providing it an inner voice, the accumulation of qubits, or reverse engineering its way to a "theory of mind" with help from her human caricature of a face, Pandora no longer had any doubts about their AI having passed the Turing test.