And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were no longer even remotely human.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that extreme wealth can alienate individuals from their humanity.
William Gibson's quote reflects a profound observation about how wealth can dehumanize those who possess it. The mention of 'soft blue eyes' symbolizes a connection to humanity, while the assertion that the 'exceedingly rich' are 'no longer even remotely human' highlights a disconnect that wealth can create, leading individuals to become estranged from empathy and genuine human connection.
In practice
In a discussion about social inequality, this quote can highlight the psychological impact of extreme wealth.
She knows, now, absolutely, hearing the white noise that is London, that Damien's theory of jet lag is correct: that her mortal soul is leagues behind her, being reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of feet above the Atlantic. Souls can't move that quickly, and are left behind, and must be awaited, upon arrival, like lost luggage.
If you've read a lot of vintage science fiction, as I have at one time or another in my life, you can't help but realise how wrong we get it. I have gotten it wrong more times than I've gotten it right. But I knew that when I started; I knew that before I wrote a word of science fiction.
I think I'd probably tell you that it's easier to desire and pursue the attention of tens of millions of total strangers than it is to accept the love and loyalty of the people closest to us.
As a writer of fiction who deals with technology, I necessarily deal with the history of technology and the history of technologically induced social change. I roam up and down it in a kind of special way because I roam down it into history, which is invariably itself a speculative affair.
His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains, suddenly sprouting a humming forest of hair-fine glass spines.
I don't have to write about the future. For most people, the present is enough like the future to be pretty scary.
Of all the grief's that harass the distressed; sure the most bitter is a scornful jest.
...rapid motion through space elates one.
If we truly think of Christ as our source of holiness, we shall refrain from anything wicked or impure in thought or act and thus show ourselves to be worthy bearers of his name. For the quality of holiness is shown not by what we say but by what we do in life.
Never to wrong others takes one a long way towards peace of mind.
Each one of us is a custodian of India's well-being and of the legacy that we will pass on to coming generations.
I always had a desire to know asylum life more thoroughly - a desire to be convinced that the most helpless of God's creatures, the insane, were cared for kindly and properly.
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