Quotes / Cybernetics Eat Your Soul

He's more machine now than man; twisted and evil.
Obi-Wan Kenobi, Return of the Jedi

No glands, replaced by tech. No digestive system, replaced by tech. No soul...replaced by tech.
Dr. Mordin Solus, on the Collectors, Mass Effect 2

The cyborg would not recognize the Garden of Eden, it is not made of mud and can not dream of returning to dust.
Donna Haraway, Cyborg Manifesto

But for analog people like you Mr. Batou, no matter how many digital components you add on through cyberization or prosthetics, your ghost will never diminish!

There's no mechanical replacement for a future, Face. And every time I take a hit, and they have to cut away another part of me and replace it with machinery because I'm allergic to bacta, every time that happens I seem to be a little further away from that young doctor who had a future. He can't come back, Face. Not all of him is here anymore.
Ton Phanan to Garik "Face" Loran, X-Wing: Iron Fist.

The Warrior's bland acronym, MMI, obscures the true horror of this monstrosity. Its inventors promise a new era of genius, but meanwhile unscrupulous power brokers use its forcible installation to violate the sanctity of unwilling human minds. They are creating their own private army of demons.
Commissioner Pravin Lal, "Report on Human Rights", Sid Meier’s Alpha Centauri

I think, and my thoughts cross the barrier into the synapses of the machine - just as the good doctor intended. But what I cannot shake, and what hints at things to come, is that thoughts cross back. In my dreams the sensibility of the machine invades the periphery of my consciousness. Dark. Rigid. Cold. Alien. Evolution is at work here, but just what is evolving remains to be seen.
Commissioner Pravin Lal, "Man and Machine", ibid.

Every implant exalts you. Every line of code in your subsystems elevates you from your disgusting flesh.
SHODAN, System Shock 2

Karenin-that-was-not-Karenin cackled from inside his gleaming silver caul with terrible laughter; while somewhere in the deep recesses of what once had been a human heart, there floated and glittered the memory of a woman, a woman he had loved."
Android Karenina

Albert Einstein said technological progress is like an ax in the hands of a pathological criminal. Took me a while, but I finally see his point. How often have we chased the dream of progress only to see it perverted? More often than not, haven't the machines that we built to improve life shattered the lives of millions? And now we want to turn that dream on ourselves, to fundamentally improve who we are. Experience has shown me how dangerous that can be. [...] Technology offers us strength. Strength enables dominance, and dominance paves the way for abuse. Darrow understood this. He knew that using technology to become something more than we are risks losing our ability to love, aspire, or make moral choices, the very things that make us human.
Adam Jensen, Deus Ex: Human Revolution Darrow/Anti-Augmentation Ending

...work at remaining human inside. I'm not sure I've managed it all that well, myself. Sometimes, I just sit and stare, forgetting for weeks, Jessamyn, for weeks. I can do almost anything with this improved body, but my mind has gotten blasé about it. When you're superhuman, so little seems worth the bother. You must resist that. You must...
Dr. Simon Threadneedle, Krokodil Tears

Folks that chop up their healthy body to "improve" it invariably die early. No one with EI or full-body myomer replacements has a nice retirement, if they get one at all.
Captain Jason Henne, BattleTech

Kouji: If I understood what you were saying before... your brain was mechanized because an accident! You were human but you died! And now with that mechanical brain, someone's controlling you.
Iron Mask: Yes, That's right. It's splendid! I don't consider myself necessary. We carry out all our orders perfectly. Death is what worries you. It'll be easy! I know you're worried! So, please, consider it.
Kouji: Even if you don't need your brain... I will not consider it. Even if it is easy, you hear?! You idiot, such a thing wouldn't even be human!

Everybody let us say goodbye to all our notions,
Cause it's not enough left to say that we're humane when we're left behind,
It's too late to think that we can worship human emotions,
Cause we've already evolved into machines in our minds.
Röyksopp, Vision One

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"Artificial enhancements are no substitute for the human soul."
Cyber Sub-Zero, Mortal Kombat 9

“I decided I wanted to be cheerful, so I had my brain reworked. Now I’m always happy and I love everyone! How does that sound?”
Paul’s sense of human politeness had waned over the many years, and he did not stop the honest answer that came to mind. “Unearned, cheap, and soulless.”
Thrym answered, “I love rude people! And if I ever get tired of this, I can make myself sad, too! But who would ever want to be sad? Actually, I can’t get tired of it. I started to get tired of it once, so I had my brain reworked so now I can’t get tired of it. Ever!” He let out a squeal that sounded at once childlike, orgasmic, and vaguely exhausted.
“I’m happy that you’re happy,” Paul said.
“I’m happy to be happy,” Thrym said, “I think.” He then said, a little more quietly, “How are things on Earth?”
“I haven’t been there in a long time. I’m hoping to go back, soon.”
“Is Callisto boring?” Thrym asked. “I’ve heard it’s boring.”
“I suppose it is,” Paul conceded. “Eppleberg was hardly exciting, either, but I miss it.”
“I’ll go back to visit Earth, some day,” Thrym said. “I’ll need to change my body all around again. This one can’t take the gravity. I... remember the sun shining on the hills. I’ve got perfect memory now, so I remember it perfectly. And it’s like... I want to miss it, but I’m just not built to miss anything any more. Not much, anyway. Maybe I can have my brain reworked to miss things.”
“Then you’d be sad,” Paul said.
“Hey yeah!” Thrym laughed, a little desperately. “That’s no good! I almost made myself sad! Thanks Paul.”
“You’re welcome,” Paul said.
“And there’ll always be time to go back. I don’t get old. I can’t die any more!” Thrym said.
“You will eventually,” Paul said. “Everyone dies eventually. It will just take a lot longer for you, is all. The universe itself is mortal.”
“Really?” Thrym said. “Well I love death. And I love life too! I love everything! I think. Really nice seeing you again!” Spider-Thrym then trundled away.