Quotes About Intelligence

What I fight in Zenith is the standardization of thought, and, of course, the traditions of competition. The real villains of the piece are the clean, kind, industrious Family Men who use every known brand of trickery and cruelty to insure the prosperity of their cubs. The worst thing about these fellows is that they're so good and, in their work at least, so intelligent. You can't hate them properly, and yet their standardized minds are the enemy.

It is only when you watch the dense mass of thousands of ants, crowded together around the Hill, blackening the ground, that you begin to see the whole beast, and now you observe it thinking, planning, calculating. It is an intelligence, a kind of live computer, with crawling bits for its wits.

A woman would be more intelligent, obviously.

You do not need a recipe plan," said Masha. "You are intelligent woman. You know what to do to lose weight, if that's what you want. You are not especially fat. You are not especially thin. You want to be thinner. That is your choice. I find this not so interesting.

smart one, the one who needed more

He who understands the wise is wise already.

He possessed a great deal of philosophy, or of common sense that looked like it.

Beware of the clever ones; the dumb ones are safer.

there was fashion and there was idiocy, and while she was vain enough to love the former, she was not willing to indulge the latter.

Anthropological contribution, they called it in the OSS. A generous epithet for scientific prostitution.

Instead of working for the survival of the fittest, we should be working for the survival of the wittiest - then we can all die laughing.

"Well, Rush, look what happened? 9/11 happened, and we didn't know it in advance. That's right, we got hit, we got hit big time. We need a new agency to make sure it doesn't happen again, Rush." And that was the excuse for starting Department of Homeland Security. The government grows and grows and grows and grows, and what do we get? Little old ladies wanded, scanned for bombs and weapons under their skirts next to the incontinence diapers. A bunch safer.

Probably the difference between man and the monkeys is that the monkeys are merely bored, while man has boredom plus imagination.

The intelligence community gets hurt through sequestration.

Just assume the human brain has unlimited capacity for memory and processing.

Natural intelligence will always be one step ahead of artificial intelligence on a random walk.

Precocious was not the same as smart, much less the same as wise, and the perfect opposite of informed - since the more you prided yourself on knowing already the less you listened and the less you learned.

Es posible —sugirió Shep, para ver cómo reaccionaba ella— que te concentres en el miedo irracional para no pensar en los miedos racionales. Glynis le puso una mano en el muslo, y el tacto era tan agradable que Shep tuvo escalofríos. —Puede que no hayas ido a la universidad, querido, pero a veces eres muy inteligente.

Por qué haces todo lo posible para que tus hijas se sientan unas tontas? —¡No es eso! Sólo intento que se sientan incultas, que no es lo mismo.

The private citizen, beset by partisan appeals for the loan of his Public Opinion, will soon see, perhaps, that these appeals are not a compliment to his intelligence, but an imposition on his good nature and an insult to his sense of evidence.

Because some information is better than no information. Life does not give you big, simple answers, Caitlyn. It demands patience, focus, and an open, intelligent mind to gather the pieces of a puzzle and fit them together into a coherent whole. Nothing worth knowing is ever easily learned.

Oh, for the love of God. There is no agent more agent than you. I swear you have pin-striped ties encrypted into your DNA. When you die, the coffin is going to read Property of the FBI.

And by the way"—she looks up suddenly—"I've read every single Agatha Christie novel ever published. Twice. So I might even be quite useful.

Yes," says Dido, her gaze resolutely on her computer screen. "OK. And by the way"—she looks up suddenly—"I've read every single Agatha Christie novel ever published. Twice. So I might even be quite useful.