People took such awful chances with chemicals and their bodies because they wanted the quality of their lives to improve. They lived in ugly places where there were only ugly things to do. They didn't own doodley-squat, so they couldn't improve their surroundings. so they did their best to make their insides beautiful instead.
The women all had big minds because they were big animals, but they didn't use them for this reason: unusual ideas could make enemies and the women, if they were going to achieve any sort of comfort and safety, needed all the friends they could get. So, in the interest of survival they trained themselves to be agreeing machines. All their minds had to do was to discover what other people were thinking and then they thought it too.
He was a graduate of West Point, which is military academy that turns young men into homicidal maniacs for use in war.
Seems like the only kind of job an American can get these days is committing suicide in some way.
There was no immunity to cuckoo ideas on Earth.
He won all those medals in the Second World War, which was staged by robots so that Dwayne Hoover could give a free-will reaction to such a holocaust. The war was such an extravaganza that there was scarcely a robots anywhere who didn't have a part to play. Harold Newcomb Wilbur got his medals for killing Japanese, who were yellow robots. They were fueled by rice.
She was a defective child-bearing machine. She destroyed herself automatically while giving birth to Dwayne.
A lamb was a young animal which was legendary for sleeping well on the planet Earth.
We are healthy only to the extent that our ideas are humane.
Honest to God, Bill, the way things are going, all I can think of is that I'm a character in a book by somebody who wants to write about somebody who suffers all the time.
So, in the interests of survival, they trained themselves to be agreeing machines instead of thinking machines. All their minds had to do was to discover what other people were thinking, and then they thought that, too.
A writer off-guard since the materials with which he works are so dangerous can expect agony as quick as a thunderclap.
I can have oodles of charm when I want to.
Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must wonder why. They are simply liking machines and hating machines.
As for myself: I had come to the conclusion that there was nothing sacred about myself or any human being, that we were all machines, doomed to collide and collide and collide. For want of anything better to do, we became fans of collisions. Sometimes I wrote well about collisions, which meant I was a writing machine in good repair. Sometimes I wrote badly, which meant I was a writing machine in bad repair. I no more harbored sacredness than did a Pontiac, a mousetrap, or a South Bend Lathe.
I have no culture, no humane harmony in my brains. I can't live without a culture anymore.
Sometimes I wonder about the Creator of the Universe.
Charm was a scheme for making strangers like and trust a person immediately, no matter what the charmer had in mind.
Ideas on earth were badges of friendship or enimity. Their content did not matter. Friends agreed with friends, in order to express friendliness. Enemies disagreed with enemies, in order to express enimity.
Symbols can be so beautiful, sometimes.
Dwayne's bad chemicals made him take a loaded thirty-eight caliber revolver from under his pillow and stick it in his mouth. This was a tool whose only purpose was to make holes in human beings.
It shook up Trout to realize that even he could bring evil into the world - in the form of bad ideas.
The only difference between Hitler and Bush is that Hitler was elected.
Earthlings went on being friendly, when they should have been thinking instead.
Much of the conversation in the country consisted of lines from television shows, both past and present.
The planet was being destroyed by manufacturing processes, and what was being manufactured was lousy, by and large.
New knowledge is the most valuable commodity on earth. The more truth we have to work with, the richer we become.
The slaves were simply turned loose without any property. They were easily recognizable. They were black. They were suddenly free to go exploring.
He couldn't tell the difference between one politician and another. They were all formlessly enthusiastic chimpanzees to him.
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