I am suggesting that we recognize that in network and interface research there is something as profound (and potential wild) as Artificial Intelligence.
If an animal does something we call it instinct if we do the same thing for the same reason we call it intelligence.
If a cat does something we call it instinct if we do the same thing for the same reason we call it intelligence.
We will have to continue to improve our human intelligence system-something that was unfortunately lacking in the years which led up to September 11. This is going to be a continuing process of change.
Religion is something left over from the infancy of our intelligence it will fade away as we adopt reason and science as our guidelines.
Bottom line is I didn't return to Apple to make a fortune. I've been very lucky in my life and already have one. When I was 25 my net worth was $100 million or so. I decided then that I wasn't going to let it ruin my life. There's no way you could ever spend it all and I don't view wealth as something that validates my intelligence.
I've done a lot of albums and I kinda know when I'm onto something that was inspirational for me to record and create and this was one of those projects where I really enjoyed making the album.
This CD became something of a personal journey for me. The tone of the whole CD is uplifting and inspirational. It's an upper. We have enough downers in the world.
Every song you're trying to find something that going to connect in different ways but for me the songs that I'm really drawn to are inspirational songs that lift you and that everybody can relate to no matter where you're from.
I wanted to do something inspirational for my children.
A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.
Every moment and every event of every man's life on earth plants something in his soul.
Imagination is not something apart and hermetic not a way of leaving reality behind it is a way of engaging reality.
Nowadays people's visual imagination is so much more sophisticated so much more developed particularly in young people that now you can make an image which just slightly suggests something they can make of it what they will.
In those days it didn't take much imagination to come up with something that required great lyric development skills. You just thought of an experience that you might have gone through and write it down.
You expect far too much of a first sentence. Think of it as analogous to a good country breakfast: what we want is something simple but nourishing to the imagination.
With the world as it now presents itself there is something perverse and probably dysfunctional about a person who stays in the same house for 40 years. What about the expanding family syndrome the school-lottery migration the property portfolio neurosis? Have you no imagination?
I always know exactly where my stories take place which gives me something certain so I can use my imagination for the other stuff. I worry though who wants to keep reading stories about Kalamazoo?
People know that they're going to see something which is entertaining but challenging as well because of the form it's in. It's dance theatre and it requires you to use your imagination - it's not straight forward.
I guess something that I've noticed from American acts who had success in touring is more of an explanation as to their music. Which is I think quite funny. I think British acts might like to leave more to the imagination - maybe a bit more obscure perhaps - a bit more shy.
I like photographs which leave something to the imagination.
An art aims above all at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation our imagination.
Imagination it turns out is a great deal like reporting in your own head. Here is a paradox of fiction-writing. You are crafting something from nothing which means in one sense that none of it is true. Yet in the writing and perhaps in the reading some of a character's actions or lines are truer than others.
Painting and sculpture are very archaic forms. It's the only thing left in our industrial society where an individual alone can make something with not just his own hands but brains imagination heart maybe.
I'll always remember when I bumped into Good Morning America's Robin Roberts on a flight to my mother's funeral in 1994 and how kind she was during that difficult time.