Just finished reading a book that has floored me. A novel about creating artificial intelligence and how we see the world and the people that we love in it — why we love them, and how we love them. This book has blown across dark coals and found something still warm enough to glow at the sudden oxygen.
"All human effort, it seemed to me, aimed at a single end: to bring to life the storied curve we tell ourselves. Not so much to make the tale believable but only to touch it, stretch out in it"
—Galatea 2.2, by Richard Powers
I wish I had written down more quotes. There were a lot of things that hit home. Beautiful book. Nice to be opened up emotionally by something written, again.
Found the quote I originally wanted to post:
"Life meant convincing another that you knew what it meant to be alive"
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