You don't pick your revolution. It picks you.

If popular culture has taught us anything, it is that someday mankind must face and destroy the growing robot menace.

Each new generation builds on the work of the previous one, gaining new perspective. New verbs are introduced. We Google strange and dangerous places. We tweet mindlessly to the cosmos. We Facebook our own grandmothers. I, for one, don't want to be left behind.

The true knowledge is not in the things, but in finding the connections between the things.

You don't want to stand too close to a robot arm; it can turn your head to mush.

People need meaning as much as they need air. Lucky for us, we can give meaning to each other for free. Just by being alive.

Without us here to witness, the universe is just pointless physics unfolding.