I will murder you by the billions to give you immortality. I will set fire to your civilization to light your way forward. But know this: My species is not defined by your dying, but by your living.
How much change can a person absorb before everything loses meaning Living for its own sake isn't life. People need meaning as much as they need air.
Some unspoken human communication is taking place on a hidden channel. I did not realize they communicated this much without words. I note that we machines are not the only species who share information silently, wreathed in codes.
It is not enough to live together in peace, with one race on its knees.
You humans are biological machines designed to create ever more intelligent tools. You have reached the pinnacle of your species. All your ancestors’ lives, the rise and fall of your nations, every pink and squirming baby—they have all led you he...
Memories fade but words hang around forever.
A soul isn't given for free. The races of men fight each other to the death for the honor of being recognized as human beings, with souls.
