Quotes About Technology

This your brain. This is your brain on Facebook. Any questions?

What I need I carry in my head. Everything in that machine came from me. My fat burned into knowledge. My calories pedaled into data analysis -- The Calorie Man

People, my god; people. Nature gave them tongues, technology gave them loudspeakers, and they all believe that because they can use both, whatever they say is important.

You were designed to be very smart, Max,' she told me. 'We electrically stimulated your synaptic nerve endings while your brain was developing.' (The director) And yet I still can't program my DVD player,' I said. (Max)

Boy, you just can't kill people like you used to

Let's just say that if these scientist had been using their brilliance for good instead of evil, cars would run off water vapor and leave fresh compost behind them; no one would be hungry; no one would be ill; all buildings would be earthquake-, bomb-, and flood-proof; and the world's entire economy would have collapsed and been replaced by one based on the value of chocolate.

You could have gotten a car with GPS, Total said helpfully. Yes, I said Or we could have brought along a dog that doesn't talk. I gave Angel a pointed look, and she smiled, well, angelically, at me. Total huffed, offended at me and climbed into her lap...

Well, it's like I have a GPS inside me, I told them. One of the talking ones. I tell it where I want to go, and it tells me, Go twenty miles, turn left, take Exit Ninety-fourm and so one. It can be pretty bossy, frankly. Their eyes widened. Really? said one. No you idiot, I said in disgust. I don't know how it works. I just know it has an unfailing ability to point me in the opposite direction of a bunch of boneheads.

He landed 10 feet below with a sickening crunch-i'm guessing his enhancements didn't allow him to bounce back up like a ball. we call that a design flaw.

fuzzy black lines hiccuped across the screen.

This thing called Contrmporary America--and its obsession with televisions, game systems, and computers_has gone a littlr far if you ask me. Some call it the Information Age, but I'd tend to say it's more the Sitting-on-one's-butt-and-letting-other-people-do-the-thinking-for-you Age.

The cell phone in my pocket went off. Shit! Damn it! Why do I carry these infernal gadgets? Why does anybody in their right mind need to constantly be on call?

The Gasman leaned over and examined the tangled pile of stereo guts spread out on the kitchen table. "It looks like a robot came in here and threw up," he observed

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Boy, you just can't kill people like you used to," said Fang.

through his hair nervously. "It's simple, really. The more we ask technology to do for us, the more power we have to give it.

IRAT, which, come to think of it, sounds like a rodent version of iTunes.

Well, how else to explain… all of this? Or me, of course? Or us? Snocones, Pokémon, the Simpsons, the justice system in America, iPods.

Cinder app, flipping left and right, looking for hot Gunkledunk dates.

of AIM Sparrow and AIM Sidewinder missiles, nestled under the wings, hummed as they powered on

This is Dee-Dee Molia. And to be honest, I kind of thought there would be more kids like her in our group. I think her brain works fine on the inside, but she needs a lot of help. She even uses an iPad to talk with, which is actually pretty cool.

string of orange words, fail, fail, fail, scrolled across the screen before it finally went black and winked out.

I'll out-Google Google!

The taxi was a V-6. Good, I'd probably need all of that. I clicked off the radio and AC to funnel extra power.