Quotes About Intelligence

Even the beasts succumb to such aggression. Killers among your kind, among my kind, are just that – the savagery of beasts mated with intelligence, or what passes for intelligence. They dwell in a murky world, sir, confused and fearful, stained dark with envy and malice. And in the end, they die as they lived. Frightened and alone, with every memory of power revealed as illusion, as farce.

Stop talking like a sailor, Adjutant Stormy,' Nok said. A smile amidst the red, bristling beard. 'Ain't no Adjutant any more, Admiral.' Thin brows rose, and Nok said, 'Title alone gifts the bearer with intelligence?' Stormy nodded. 'That it does, sir. Which is why Gesler's a sergeant and I'm a corporal. We get stupider every year that passes.' 'And

Pure genius. Why didn't I think of that?' The tone began rising once more. 'Why? Because I'm not an idiot!!

Kruppe nodded. "Kruppe is no fool, K'rul. He openly opposes no one, and he finds power a thing to be avoided at all costs.

Look upon him who does not waver from his cause, no matter how insipid and ultimately irrelevant, and you shall find in him the meaning of dull-witted. The bhok'aral could have stared into my eyes forever, for there was no intelligence behind them. Behind his eyes, I mean. It was proof of my superiority that I found distraction elsewhere.

To live simply was to evade the worries that came with complexity. This end was achieved at the expense, alas, of intelligence.

Wits enough to be curious, not smart enough to be cautious.

Cousin, there is very little I truly believe. Beyond the oxymoronic fact that supposedly intelligent people seem to revel in being stupid. For this, I blame the chaotic tumult of emotions that devour reason as water devours snow.

Not all instincts guide one to behaviours of survival. Life is mired in stupidity, after all, and the smarter the life, the stupider it can be.

Stupid people always had a reason to be angry but didn't have the capacity to understand that they were angry because they were frustrated, and they were frustrated because they didn't understand, and they didn't understand because they were stupid.

Kruppe is wise – wise enough to keep silent when silence is called for, and yet wiser still to speak when wise words are required. Wisdom, after all, is Kruppe's blood brother.

Sure. He came expecting to find two brains and found barely one.

Hadrian cleared his throat and said, "Listen, HUB - oh and do thank Tammy for teaching you Terranglais. Hub, I have, uh, a question for you." "Proceed, Disappointingly Predictable and Wholly Enervating on the Spiritual-IQ Sentience-Complex Nodal Biological

Intelligence was incomplete—perhaps it always would be—it was flawed. It could not distinguish its own lies from its own truths. Upon the scale of the self, they often weighed the same. Mistakes and malice were arguments of intent alone, not effect.

Why are dumb brutes so damned smart, anyway?' 'Why are us smart folk so often stupidly brutal, Quick Ben?' Trull asked. 'Stop trying to confuse me in my state of animal terror, Edur.

Such is the vastness of his genius that he can outwit even himself.

For reasons nobody understands, the universe is deeply mathematical. Maybe God made it that way. Or maybe it's the only way a universe with us in it could be, because nonmathematical universes can't harbor life intelligent enough to ask the question. In any case, it's a mysterious and marvelous fact that our universe obeys laws of nature that always turn out to be expressible in the language of calculus as sentences called differential equations.

Mindless, lifeless things can sync spontaneously. The sympathy of clocks taught us that the capacity for sync does not depend on intelligence, or life, or natural selection. It springs from the deepest source of all: the laws of mathematics and physics.

Nature—cue the theme from The Twilight Zone—somehow knows calculus.

T]he entire universe is evolving, [...] all of its parts are connected and interact, and [...] this evolution applies not only to inert matter, but also to life, intelligence, and culture. Physical, biological, and cultural evolution is the essence of the universe.

Thy shalt not worship thy investment advisor, for if she were so smart she would be retired by now.

How could so many intelligent people be so grievously wrong for such an extended period of time? How could they ignore so much overwhelming evidence that contradicted their most basic theories? These questions, too, deserve their own discipline: the sociology of error.

the more disorganized your brain is, the smarter you are.

The basic requirements were sky-high intelligence and unquenchable ambition. A more elusive criterion was one's Googliness.