A brain capable of error. That’s what it means to have reached perfection.
You deserve to remember all the pieces of your dream as I deserve to remember mine.[to Duncan]
You belong on a battlefield, and you know it![Paul Duncan]You are right. That is why I’d like to learn to play the piano. I do not want to belong on the battlefield.[North No. 2]
Why would you try to drag my nightmare out into the light of day? We don’t remember everything like you machines, and that is a blessing![to North No. 2]
Whether our killer is human or robot, there’s a devil inside them, and it must be stopped.
The world could be ending, but still, I’ll never let you go.[to Robita]
The perfect robot brain. It will be capable of suffering. Hatred. Error. It cannot be avoided.
That’s why I never had artificial eyes put in. If I need a machine to tell me what the world looks like, then I’d rather not see at all. Far better to live in the dark. The only sights worth laying eyes on already exist within my memory.
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Stop trying to make robots more human. Give it up, or something terrible will happen.
Robots’ memories can be deleted. Were that it worked on us, I would delete mine in a heartbeat.
Nothing comes from hatred except for more hatred.
No war ever fought has been just.