Quotes About Technology

I think I'm going to venture into the futuristic, semi sci-fi love story land, but still in my style of improvisation.

I have no internet savvy whatsoever, but I love researching things. The Internet is my library... beyond that, I'm completely intimidated by it.

To me, a book is a book, an electronic device is not, and love of books was the reason I started writing.

I'm active on Twitter, and I love my iPad and my Kindle.

I don't think love for technology itself breeds change.

I love science fiction - always have.

Numbers do not feel. Do not bleed or weep or hope. They do not know bravery or sacrifice. Love or allegiance. At the very apex of callousness you will find only ones and zeroes.

I mean, my age is just a number. So what if you were born in the era when they still used rotary phones and cassette tapes? I think it's cute.

Rachel showed Ulani how to work the camera. Jason explained that the device would capture and preserve the image, along with their souls.

By the time you finish reading this sentence, a Boeing jetliner will take off or land somewhere in the world.

I could stay living in this city if they just installed Blaupunkts in the cabs.

There was a romance to that analog era, an ardency, an otherness that is missing in the post-Empire digital age where everything has ultimately come to feel disposable.

I'm having a sort of hard time paying attention because my automated teller has started speaking to me, sometimes actually leaving weird messages on the screen, in green lettering, like "Cause a Terrible Scene at Sotheby's" or "Kill the President" or "Feed Me a Stray Cat," and I was freaked out by the park bench that followed me for six blocks last Monday evening and it too spoke to me. Disintegration—I'm taking it in stride.

Everything has been degraded by what the sensory overload and the supposed freedom-of-choice technology has brought to us, and, in short, by the democratization of the arts.

BretEastonEllis 31 Mar After watching the delirious Room 237 I realized that the worst thing happening to movies was the empowerment of the viewer via technology.

He missed corded phones, which you could slam into their cradle.

When used properly, threads can reduce development and maintenance costs and improve the performance of complex applications.

According to string theory, if we could examine these particles with even greater precision—a precision many orders of magnitude beyond our present technological capacity—we would find that each is not pointlike, but instead consists of a tiny one-dimensional loop. Like an infinitely thin rubber band, each particle contains a vibrating, oscillating, dancing filament that physicists, lacking Gell-Mann's literary flair, have named a string.

A stack of five off-the-shelf terabyte hard drives fits comfortably within a sphere of radius 50 centimeters, whose surface is covered by about 1070 Planck cells. The surface's storage capacity is thus about 1070 bits, which is about a billion, trillion, trillion, trillion, trillion terabytes, and so enormously exceeds anything you can buy. No one in Silicon Valley cares much about these theoretical constraints.

No deviations from the predictions of general relativity have been found in experiments performed with our present level of technology.

it is likely that even if string theory is right, no one ever will. Strings are so small that a direct observation would be tantamount to reading the text on this page from a distance of 100 light-years: it would require resolving power nearly a billion billion times finer than our current technology allows. Some scientists argue vociferously that a theory so removed from direct empirical testing lies in the realm of philosophy or theology, but not physics.

To date, laboratory attempts to recreate these processes are intriguing but inconclusive. We have yet to create life from scratch. I have little doubt that one day, perhaps not far off, we will.

With few ambitions, most people allowed efficient machines to perform everyday tasks for them. Gradually, humans ceased to think, or dream... or truly live.

Humans were foolish to build their own competitors—but they couldn't help themselves. —ERASMUS, philosophical datanotes