The thing about rabbits, sir, is that everybody has one. I'd like to see you step up to the goat-class where I feel you belong. Frankly you look more like a goat man to me.
A human being without the proper empathy or feeling is the same as an android built so as to lack it, either by design or mistake. We mean, basically, someone who does not care about the fate which hi...
A paranoiac, my friend, is a person who has gone crazy in the most intelligent, well-informed way, the world being what it is. The paranoiac believes that great secret conspiracies are afoot to destro...
And this is the straight dope, right here. These people are not exactly human. They don the dress but they're like monkeys dolled up in the circus. They're clever and can learn, but that is all.
And what good was a political strategist who couldn't look ahead to his own death? Without that he would have been merely another Hitler, who didn't want his country to survive him.
Damn her he said to himself. What good does it do my risking my life? She doesn't care whether we own an ostrich or not. Nothing penetrates.
Even weird breed of cat like Nazi Germany comprehensible to I Ching.
Frankly, you look more like a goat man to me.
I didn’t get anything from holding onto those handles, Rick said. Mercer talked to me but it didn’t help. He doesn’t know any more than I do. He’s just an old man climbing a hill to his death.Isn’t th...
I don't have time to read popular fiction. I'm too busy with work.' Secretaries, he thought acidly, read that junk, at home in bed at night. It stimulates them. Instead of the real thing. Which they'r...
I hope I never get in a fix like that, Taubman said. Hating someone I once loved.
I lifted you from the tomb world just now and I will continue to lift you until you lose interest and want to quit. But you will have to stop searching for me because I will never stop searching for y...
I think Dr. Willis McNelly at the California State University at Fullerton put it best when he said that the true protagonist of an sf story or novel is an idea and not a person. If it is *good* sf th...
If this place were closer to Terra there’d be empty beer cans and plastic plates strewn around. The trees would be gone. There’d be old jet motors in the water. The beaches would stink to high heaven....
It’s not just the drive. They’re right out front. Everywhere. Waiting for me. All day and night.Who are, dear?Robots selling things. As soon as I set down the ship. Robots and visual-audio ads. They d...
John Isidore said, I found a spider.The three androids glanced up, momentarily moving their attention from the TV screen to him.Let’s see it, Pris said. She held out her hand.Roy Baty said, Don’t talk...
Life is short, he thought. Art, or something not life, is long, stretching out endless, like concrete worm. Flat, white, unsmoothed by any passage over or across it. Here I stand. But no longer. Takin...
Loyce gazed up, rigid with horror. The splotch of darkness, hanging over the City Hall. Darkness so thick it seemed almost solid. In the vortex something moved. Flickering shapes. Things, descending f...
Man has not eaten God; God has eaten man.
Maybe there was once a human who looked like you, and somewhere along the line you killed him and took his place. And your superiors don’t know.
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