The New or Future Eve is emptied of all inner life and turned into a shell. The bitter irony in this is that her perfection recalls nothing so much as a corpse.
Asti HustvedtMots clés woman corpse simulacra robot android
My own self-consciousness cries out to me coldly: how does one love zero?
Auguste de Villiers de l'Isle-AdamMots clés love robot zero android
The Android, as we've said, is only the first hours of Love, immobilized, the hour of the ideal made eternal prisoner
Auguste de Villiers de l'Isle-AdamThe room was a small square of hopelessness.
A flash of red. And then:
Dimensions: 10 ft. by 9 ft.
I swallowed a horrific giggle. Perfect. And now I knew the exact measurements of hopelessness.
I still pictured my interior just the same as any other sixteen-year-old girl's. Blood, guts and bones. A brain, and a functioning heart. Hopes and dreams, feras and sorrow. They could tell me the truth, but they couldn't force me to accept it.
Debra DrizeMots clés android
I for one welcome our new android overlords.
Robin SloanMots clés android
No matter what. I wouldn't let anyone change me. I wouldn't let them strip away whatever tiny parts of me were human. Assuming I had any humanity to lose.
Debra DrizaMots clés humanity android mila
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