And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
Kurt VonnegutTrout's leading robot looked like a human being, and could talk and dance and so on, and go out with girls. And nobody held it against him that he dropped jellied gasoline on people. But they found his halitosis unforgivable. But then he cleared that up, and he was welcomed to the human race.
Kurt Vonnegut