You can't turn individual human beings into baby-making machines.
For me, the training has to be a mixture of hard work - it has to have a good structure, a good base - but also, I don't want all my players to be like machines.
… an earthworm boring beneath the roots of local self-government by cities and States, burrowing silently yet with incalculable power, loosening the soil, sagging foundations…. He is devoid of any moral nature … a machine himself—hard, impulses, cunning, cute but witless, immovable, inexorable, grinding.
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The reason I'm painting this way is that I want to be a machine, and I feel that whatever I do and do machine-like is what I want to do.
I worry that I am not really a person anymore: I'm more of just a writing machine. I wonder what that has done to either my life and or my art.
A world of automata – of creatures that worked like machines – would hardly be worth creating.
I hear stories of kids trying to swipe left or right on books - we have to rein that back a bit and not become drones ourselves. The more we embrace it, the more machine-like we risk becoming.
Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must wonder why. They are simply liking machines and hating machines.
The mass of men serve the state thus, not as men mainly, but as machines, with their bodies.
I see things in the middle of the night. I draw them on paper and I don't even think about it. I'm like a machine in a way - just made of some electronic stuff. Vaguely digital.