Little fish risking everything for a piece of godhood...and not knowing heaven from hell, even when they find it.

We will soon create intelligences greater than our own ... When this happens, human history will have reached a kind of singularity, an intellectual transition as impenetrable as the knotted space-time at the center of a black hole, and the world will pass far beyond our understanding.

We’re long on high principles and short on simple human understanding.

Within thirty years, we will have the technological means to create superhuman intelligence. Shortly after, the human era will be ended.

Life is a green madness just now, trying to squeeze the last bit of warmth from the season.

Poor humans; they will all die.""Poor us; we will not.

And for all my rampant technological optimism, sometimes I think I'd be more comfortable if I were regarding these transcendental events from one thousand years remove... instead of twenty.