The three-pound organ in your skull - with its pink consistency of Jell-o - is an alien kind of computational material. It is composed of miniaturized, self-configuring parts, and it vastly outstrips anything we've dreamt of building.
“But I'm thinking about 12 things at once, a hundred thousand times a day. Most people do, I would imagine.”
“You know, once somebody knows you can sing Elphaba, it's like being able to sing Evita - people shut up about it already.”