We learned not to waste ammo even on warriors except in self-protection

Once upon a time there was a Martian named Valentine Michael Smith.

Stinky says women should be obscene but not heard.

Around the time of the Terran Caesar Augustus, a Martian artist had been composing a work of art. It could have been called a poem, a musical opus, or a philosophical treatise; it was a series of emotions arranged in tragic, logical necessity. Since it could be experienced by a human only in the sense in which a man blind from birth might have a sunset explained to him, it does not matter which category it be assigned.

You got the impression that he never needed to sleep - just ten-thousand-mile checkups and dust him off occasionally.

Pain is the basic mechanism built into us by millions of years of evolution which safeguards us by warning when something threatens our survival.

Evolution is a process that never stops. Baboons who fail to exhibit moral behavior do not survive; they wind up as meat for leopards.