I’m a fake fact factory. The things I make are the things I make up. Also, as a side business, I make love. Actually, I just made that up.
The Hope factory was menacing in the distance, for it was one of the few buildings that somehow managed to present itself through the smog. Its hulking form consumed almost all of the horizon, and its many pistons, pillars, chimneys and flumes ate into the heavens. For the parts of the sky it could not reach, those towers sent up endless streams of smoke, and this smoke devoured the natural clouds and left an unnatural haze in the heavens. The factory was a greedy mass of brick, a ravenous form of iron. As much as it gobbled up all the landscape, it threatened that it might eat the onlookers too.
If the Regime had a factory producing Hope, the Resistance had a factory producing the tools of despair.
Molecular biology has shown that even the simplest of all living systems on the earth today, bacterial cells, are exceedingly complex objects. Although the tiniest bacterial cells are incredibly small, weighing less than 10-12 gms, each is in effect a veritable micro-miniaturized factory containing thousands of exquisitely designed pieces of intricate molecular machinery, made up altogether of one hundred thousand million atoms, far more complicated than any machine built by man and absolutely without parallel in the nonliving world.
To grasp the reality of life as it has been revealed by molecular biology, we must magnify a cell a thousand million times until it is twenty kilometers in diameter and resembles a giant airship large enough to cover a great city like London or New York. What we would then see would be an object of unparalleled complexity and adaptive design. On the surface of the cell we would see millions of openings, like the port holes of a vast space ship, opening and closing to allow a continual stream of materials to flow in and out. If we were to enter one of these openings we would find ourselves in a world of supreme technology and bewildering complexity.
The message is that all brilliance emanates from the top; that the worker on the floor of the store or the factory is insignificant.
The factory is the machine that builds the machine.
I love The Cheesecake Factory, especially the chicken marsala. I almost always pick that dish; it tastes unbelievable.
I don't think I've actually ever had cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory. I've had the Steak Diane. I don't like cheesecake!
The thing is everything is good at the Cheesecake Factory. Everything's good. It's science-based. It's a formula; there's math. It's all good!
In the factory we make cosmetics; in the drugstore we sell hope.
Practically every smartphone, tablet, and laptop is fabricated in a Chinese factory, even if they are designed here.
If I went to work in a factory the first thing I'd do is join a union.
I am not a piece of hash. I'm in charge of Factory Records. I think.
Ross Perot came and visited Apple several times and visited the Macintosh factory. Ross was a systems thinker.
It's really terrific to see Pittsburgh recognize the Mattress Factory.
Pork was in 1971, and I stopped hanging out at The Factory by like 1973.