That's the trouble with the world. We all despise ourselves.

The beast is the modern world that we live in! The material world. The physical world. The world of illusion that we think is real. We live for it; we're enslaved by it. And it will ultimately be our undoing.

When, for decades, you have been able to make a man compromise his manhood by threatening him with a cruel and unjust punishment, and when suddenly he turns upon you and says: "Punish me. I do not deserve it. But because I do not deserve it, I will accept it so that the world will know that I am right and you are wrong," you hardly know what to do. You feel defeated and secretly ashamed.

AI development is fundamentally a collaboration... No matter what the world does with AI, it will remain incomplete without India.

The earth, said he, has a skin, and this skin has diseases. One of these diseases, for example, is called man.

We must laugh at man to avoid crying for him.