Nothing is gained except by sacrifice. . . . Do not degrade it to the level of the brutes. . . . Make yourselves decent men!. . . Be chaste and pure!. . . There is no other way. Did Christ find any other way?
you mean machines are like humans?" I shook my head. "No, not like humans. With machines the feeling is, well, more finite. It doesn't go any further. With humans it's different. The feeling is always changing. Like if you love somebody, the love is always shifting or wavering. It's always questioning or inflating or disappearing or denying or hurting. And the thing is, you can't do anything about it, you can't control it. With my Subaru, it's not so complicated.