Quotes About Robot

It's tennis. I'm still human. I'm not a robot.

I grew up with the idea of the cyborg and the robot, but at the same time I felt this intense disconnection between the things I was engaged with and inspired by in terms of fun and play. It seemed like paintings and drawings were so static.

The concept of the robot encapsulates both aspects of technology. On one hand it's cool, it's fun, it's healthy, it's sexy, it's stylish. On the other hand it's terrifying, it's alienating, it's addictive, and it's scary. That has been the subject of much science-fiction literature.

A hybrid human-robot mission to investigate an asteroid affords a realistic opportunity to demonstrate new technological capabilities for future deep-space travel and to test spacecraft for long-duration spaceflight.

But false cheer is draining, and if you pretend long enough there's always the possibility that you'll become an automaton.

When Violence floods the State from above, flowery land razed for robot proliferation

The name Crow was inspired by a number of things. I thought it would be cool to have a robot with sort of a Native American feel to it.

Once feeling would have been removed, you would have become unable to classify images as beautiful or ugly, pleasurable or painful, tasteful or vulgar, spiritual or earthy. If no feelings were available, you might still be trained, at great effort, to make aesthetic or moral classifications of objects or events. So might a robot, of course.

Everybody wants a robot that will do psychotherapy. But If you don't have empathy, you don't have psychotherapy. The robot doesn't know about life.

If you had a robot out here calculating all the variables, I think you could potentially get really close to perfection, but from a human perspective, there's no way to understand all the wind. The wind is the biggest variable, and the grass length is the second biggest variable that we just don't have control over and never will.

If I'm backed into a corner, the first thing that comes to mind is the robot from Forbidden Planet. But that could be me trying to be kitschy, cool, and cultural, because the real answer is R2D2.

of the horses tethered to the hitching rack was real, the other a fairly believable robot sim. "You can tell when they crap," said a bearded old-timer who was leaning next to the saloon's louvered swinging doors. "Which is real, you mean?" "Yup." He winked at Zack, returned his attention to rolling a cigarette. "See, you can fake a horse pretty easy. But faking horseshit is a real challenge. Somewheres in there is maybe a moral.

I hope I haven't hurt your feelings,' he said. 'I don't have feelings, at least not the inconvenient ones.

My experience, as odd as it sounds, is that I can change my food preferences by thinking of my body as a programmable robot as opposed to a fleshy bag full of magic.

I would do it today because the thing that appealed to me was not necessarily the mechanics of the robot, but it was his personality and how funny and charming he was.

I think my favorite theory so far is that I am actually a robot. That's pretty great. In real life.

A visionary psychologist examines and analyses, in all dimensions of the subject's nature, with the knowledge and ability of spirituality, philosophy, and politics, apart from its professional study. Otherwise, it represents only as a robot that circulates the content as its programme.

The experienced and qualified doctors understand the side effects of medicines before the prescription. Indeed, the majority of doctors hold a professional degree and certificate; whereas, virtually, not the latest and accurate knowledge; as a result, it executes no difference between such doctors and a robot.

Dijkstra tries to raise his hands, but the wrench comes crashing down on his head. Crack. Crack. The droid is relentless. Crack. Dijkstra sees his own blood in his eyes. Crack. He falls to the floor. Crack. Crack. The droid is smashing his head in. Crack. Crack.

As blessed as I am, I clearly was not born with the twerking gene. It's safe to say that I won't be winning a twerking contest anytime soon. The robot on the other hand is a different story.

THE MAD ROBOT, by William P. McGivern Originally published in Amazing Stories, January 1944. CHAPTER I Rick Weston arrived at the Earth space-port outside Greater New York at six o'clock in the morning. He was driven directly to the mooring tower where his slim, fast pursuit single-seater was being readied for his trip to Jupiter

Most American films have now become mindless. The human element has been removed, so you are just left with the surrogate human, which is the robot, so coincidentally or, rather, ironically, they are making films about robots, without realising they are talking about themselves.

No one knows when a robot will approach human intelligence, but I suspect it will be late in the 21st century. Will they be dangerous? Possibly. So I suggest we put a chip in their brain to shut them off if they have murderous thoughts.

I would not let an adult drive my robot. You don't have enough gaming experience. But I will let a kid with no license take control of my vehicle system.