“I've got tons of irreplaceable information inside the soul of this computer.”
“Some of the nicest people I've never met live inside my computer.”
“I've got tons of things I don't understand about myself. We're both normal "ordinary”
“If we human beings are information processing machines, reading X's & O's and translating that information into what people oh so breathlessly call "experience", & if I had not only the information but the artistry to shape that information using the computer inside my brain, then, technically speaking, was I not having all the same experiences those other people were having?”
“I've got access to your mysterious body but not your mysterious soul. Souls seem to me the loneliest possibility of all.”
“I've got death inside me. It's just a question of whether or not I can outlive it.”