31 Quotes About Inhuman
- Author Kat Falls
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Remember what I said when I led to Omar and the queen?" I bobbed my head, unable to look away from his jewel-like eyed, shining in the darkness...so much like Chorda's. "That was the lie. Good-bye, Lane," he said and then crept into the darkness.
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- Author P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar
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GOD IS THE MEASURE OF ALL HUMAN; INHUMAN IS THE CAUSE OF ALL EVILS
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- Author Nick Land
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Machinic desire can seem a little inhuman, as it rips up political cultures, deletes traditions, dissolves subjectivities, and hacks through security apparatuses, tracking a soulless tropism to zero control. This is because what appears to humanity as the history of capitalism is an invasion from the future by an artificial intelligent space that must assemble itself entirely from its enemy's resources.
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- Author Abhijit Naskar
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Aggression knows no distinction between human and inhuman action.
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- Author Mark O'Connell
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These robots are literally inhuman, and yet I react no differently to their stumblings and topplings than I would to the pratfalls of a fellow human. I don’t imagine I would laugh at the spectacle of a toaster falling out of an SUV, or a semiautomatic rifle pitching over sideways from an upright position, but there is something about these machines, their human form, with which it is possible to identify sufficiently to make their falling deeply, horribly funny.
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- Author Kat Falls
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The king who stepped into the ballroom wearing a green velvet robe and bejeweled crown was none other that the tiger-man who'd prowled through my nightmares and nearly every waking moment for the past two days. Chorda.
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- Author Abhijit Naskar
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Adjusting to inhumanity is an inhumanity itself.
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- Author F.C. Yee
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...at the cost of sufficient effort, sometimes heroic, inhuman effort, things could get better over time.
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- Author Jeff VanderMeer
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There were five of them, and four had traded their eyes for green-gold wasps that curled into their sockets and compounded their vision. Claws graced their hands like sharp commas. Scales at their throats burned red when they breathed. One wing sighed bellows-like out of the naked back of the shortest, the one who still had slate-gray human eyes. After a while, I'd wished he had wasps instead.
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