[Its nearest rival, I discovered, is The Last Question by science fiction maestro Isaac Asimov. This is the one about what happens when all the stars burn out. Is entropy reversible?] It is a curious fact that innumerable readers have asked me if I wrote this story, ... They seem never to remember the title of the story or (for sure) the author, except for the vague thought it might be me. But, of course, they never forget the story itself, especially the ending. The idea seems to drown out everything else - and I'm satisfied that it should. |
A poor idea well written is more likely to be accepted than a good idea poorly written |
A robot may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm. [The First Law of Robotics] |
A robot may not injure humanity, or, through inaction, allow humanity to come to harm. [The Zeroth Law of Robotics] |
A robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law. [The Second Law of Robotics] |
A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law. [The Third Law of Robotics] |
A subtle thought that is in error may yet give rise to fruitful inquiry that can establish truths of great value. |
All sorts of computer errors are now turning up. You'd be surprised to know the number of doctors who claim they are treating pregnant men. |
And above all things, never think that you're not good enough yourself. A man should never think that. My belief is that in life people will take you at your own reckoning |
Creationists make it sound as though a 'theory' is something you dreamt up after being drunk all night. |
Creationists make it sound as though a 'theory' is something you dreamt up after being drunk all night. |
Early in my school career, I turned out to be an incorrigible disciplinary problem. I could understand what the teacher was saying as fast as she could say it, I found time hanging heavy, so I would occasionally talk to my neighbor. That was my great crime, I talked. |
From my close observation of writers...they fall into two groups: 1) those who bleed copiously and visibly at any bad review, and 2) those who bleed copiously and secretly at any bad review. |
He had read much, if one considers his long life; but his contemplation was much more than his reading. He was wont to say that if he had read as much as other men he should have known no more than other men. |
How I want a drink, alcoholic of course, after the heavy lectures involving quantum mechanics! |