Quotes About Technology

Ethan's love of nature did not take the form of a taste for agriculture. He had always wanted to be an engineer, and to live in towns, where there were lectures and big libraries and "fellows doing things.

The telephone clicked, and Archer, turning from the photographs, unhooked the transmitter at his elbow. How far they were from the days when the legs of the brass-buttoned messenger boy had been New York's only means of quick communication! "Chicago wants you.

Life has become too telegraphic for curiosity to linger on any given point in a sentimental relation;

As the popularity of science-fiction increases, so inevitably does the volume of clownish imprecation against it.

One might well think of [Going Mobile by Glen Engel-Cox] as a Carol Emshwiller or Connie Willis story...with balls.

Hans Stefan Santesson's science fiction-mystery anthology Crime Prevention in the 30th Century

Like the best science fiction, Star Trek does not show us other worlds so meaningfully as it shows us our own—

neither of them could match Stanley Kubrick's success in rendering the genre so utterly cinematic. Doctor Strangelove (1964), A Clockwork Orange (1971) and, especially, 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) demonstrate a darkly comic vision and a suspicion of technology counterpointed by a determination to explore the formal limits of filmmaking and its apparatuses.

Science fiction is full of stories about harvesting humans and clones for their parts.

It was hard to believe that in a society of computer chips, banana chips, and anti-lock brakes, of sitcoms, Home Shopping Clubs, and pay-per-view, and of surround-sound stereos and microwave ovens—it was hard to believe that such destitution could exist at all, much less under the very nose of the same society… He'd

Even by the end of the last century, the average human being in a country such as ours saw as many images in a day as a Victorian inhaled in a lifetime.

But the trouble with simulations is that they put up with far too much shit.

Somewhere around 2136, various lines of development had collided. What had once been servile Borderline Intelligences had jumped the tracks into genuine sentience. The luminously clever engines of Transgressive intelligence had been much too clever, much too willing to oblige. In an instant, humanity had found itself in possession of tools powerful enough to remake entire worlds, but equally capable of shattering them to dust.

I might not be human. I might be nothing more than a set of algorithms, running on a spacesuit with a corpse inside it. But I'm not a monster.

When Heckel spoke, his voice emerged from a miniature pipe organ projecting from the top of his helmet. He had to keep making adjustments to knobs in his chest area to stop the voice becoming too shrill or deep.

observing the way the rig needed only occasional human intervention to stay locked on the road. Doubtless it could have managed with none at all, were it not for local union laws. Very

There were whole habitats where people had had their higher brain functions disengaged, so that they could live like sheep under the care of machines

The society based on production is only productive, not creative.

I don't know the weapons that will be used in the Third World War, but in the Forth men will use wood and stones

"There is not the slightest indication that energy will ever be obtainable from the atom"

It is appallingly obvious that our technology exceeds our humanity.

All our lauded technological progress -- our very civilization - is like the axe in the hand of the pathological criminal.

Concern for man and his fate must always form the chief interest of all technical endeavors. Never forget this in the midst of your diagrams and equations.

The wireless telegraph is not difficult to understand. The ordinary telegraph is like a very long cat. You pull the tail in New York, and it meows in Los Angeles. The wireless is the same, only without the cat.