Akanksha Varma

“In his blackest hours, Stone doubted the utility of all thought, and all intelligence. There were times he envied the laboratory rats he worked with; their brains were so simple. Certainly, they did not have the intelligence to destroy themselves; that was a peculiar invention of man.”
― Michael Crichton, The Andromeda Strain

“When a man's neck's in danger, he doesn't stop to think too much about
sentiment.”
― Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None

“I don't know. I don't know at all. And that's what's frightening the life out of me. To have no idea....”
― Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None

“Already, the brain consumed more than a quarter of the body's blood supply... an organ accounting for only a small percentage of body mass. If brains grew larger, and better, then perhaps they would consume more - perhaps so much that, like an infection, they would overrun their hosts and kill the bodies that transported them. Or perhaps, in their infinite cleverness, they would find a way to destroy themselves and each other. There were times when, as he [Stone] sat at State Department or Defense Department meetings, and looked around the table, he would see nothing more than a dozen gray, convoluted brains sitting on the table... Just brains, sitting around, trying to decide how to outwit other brains, at other conference tables.
Idiotic.”
― Michael Crichton, The Andromeda Strain