Quotes About Progress

Technology is always double-edged, and the day stone tools were invented, axe murder became possible.

Spurred on by both the science and science fiction of our time, my generation of researchers and engineers grew up to ask what if? and what's next? We went on to pursue new disciplines like computer vision, artificial intelligence, real-time speech translation, machine learning, and quantum computing.

All things end, but this had been a healthy and happy part of my life, much better than the bit before.

Strange to have his former apprentice treating with him as an equal now. Strange, and satisfying.

How did I ever live before I had an AI in my brain?

Every plan had its flow. But sometimes, living in the future was damned cool. Even if she couldn't get a rocket car.

I wonder how many species break their planets getting off them.

Even races as belligerent as my own had come around eventually.

The world had moved on without them. She would not play the game of memory.

It is better to evolve than die.

In any case, Prometheus is in the process of reinvention. I'd like to plead our case.

Another small victory. Pile enough of them together and they became like bricks in the wall.

There was no grand design behind any of it: just a series of fumbling attempts to do something.

Somebody intelligent enough for space flight already lives on Grail.

We were moving fast, but at least we were within lightspeed communication range that wasn't longer than a human lifetime.

My pain's down 63 percent, my reflexes have actually improved, and I can sleep through the night without drugs for the first time in twenty years. Is that what you wanted to hear?

She was ten months ahead of the curriculum and still bored.

It was a beginning. He was a seed. He could grow.

Time passed, and given enough time, anyone could make enemies. Even-especially-a Conn.

The quarry lies ahead, the pack lies behind; the grass and gravel and tramped earth lie steady beneath his feet.

Humans have their hearts. Humans have their souls. And look at the abominations they achieve.

You changed; you adapted; you made the most of what you were and strove to become more. He would survive.

Even if Rien awoke sore and sticky, it was a better awakening than the last.

It's kind of horrifying to think of an era when people were so constrained to and by gender, in which the externals you were born with were something you would be stuck with your whole life, could never alter, and it would determine your entire social role and your potential for emotional fulfilment and intellectual achievement.