I never pick up an item without thinking of how I might improve it. I never perfected an invention that read more

I never pick up an item without thinking of how I might improve it. I never perfected an invention that I did not think about in terms of the service it might give others. I want to save and advance human life, not destroy it. I am proud of the fact that I never invented weapons to kill. The dove is my emblem.

If it keeps up, man will atrophy all his limbs but the push-button finger.

If it keeps up, man will atrophy all his limbs but the push-button finger.

I believe that the science of chemistry alone almost proves the existence of an intelligent creator.

I believe that the science of chemistry alone almost proves the existence of an intelligent creator.

The research rat of the future allows experimentation without manipulation of the real world. This is the cutting edge of read more

The research rat of the future allows experimentation without manipulation of the real world. This is the cutting edge of modeling technology.

I find out what the world needs, then I proceed to invent. My main purpose in life is to make read more

I find out what the world needs, then I proceed to invent. My main purpose in life is to make money so that I can afford to go on creating more inventions.

The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.

The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.

Of all my inventions, I liked the phonograph best. Life's most soothing things are sweet music and a child's goodnight.

Of all my inventions, I liked the phonograph best. Life's most soothing things are sweet music and a child's goodnight.

The robot is going to lose. Not by much. But when the final score is tallied, flesh and blood is read more

The robot is going to lose. Not by much. But when the final score is tallied, flesh and blood is going to beat the damn monster.

Each year, it seems, larger and more daunting mountains of text rise from the lush lowlands of visual reproduction.

Each year, it seems, larger and more daunting mountains of text rise from the lush lowlands of visual reproduction.