…the country where it is always turning late in the year. The country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country whose people are Autumn people, thinking only Autumn thoughts. Whose people passing on the empty walks sound like rain…
THE THREE LAWS OF ROBOTICS
1—A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
2—A robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
3—A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.
HANDBOOK OF ROBOTICS
56th EDITION, 2058 A.D.
"In the parade of life, what do you see yourself suited for?”
"You’re suited for journalism, or pick-and-shovel work.
I wonder which it will be?”
"You know I want to write sports, Frank.”
"I think you might have a little
talent for covering society.”
"You mean society, like in high society?"
"High society, low society, you know, lifestyles.”
"Frank, I don’t believe in society.”
"That’s okay, Fletch.
Society doesn’t believe in you, either.”