Karel Capek

Great God of the Ants, thou hast granted victory to thy servants. I appoint thee honorary Colonel.

Nothing is stranger to man than his own image.

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.

People have to liberate themselves, because liberation is not a single act. It's a question of eternal vigilance. Otherwise, you'll just become enslaved by someone else.

I visualize a time when we will be to robots what dogs are to humans, and I'm rooting for the machines.

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?