Art must not serve might.

We´re two, two for everything, for love, life, for a fight and pain, for hours of happiness. Two for wins and losses, for life and for death - TWO!

If one must fight or create, it is necessary that this be preceded by the broadest possible knowledge.

There came into the world an unlimited abundance of everything people need. But people need everything except unlimited abundance.

Robots do not hold on to life. They can't. They have nothing to hold on with - no soul, no instinct. Grass has more will to live than they do.

The English gentleman is a combination of silence, courtesy, dignity, sport, newspapers and honesty.

My dear Miss Glory, Robots are not people. They are mechanically more perfect than we are, they have an astounding intellectual capacity, but they have no soul.